Matt Wixson - I Am Incoherent Lyrics

Well I went down to TX on a hunting trip
With the Vice President of the United States
I thought our orange vests wouldn't fail
But I guess he thought I was a quail
And he fired birdshot right into my face
Well Dick, nice shooting buddy
Now my face and neck and chest are bloody
Your boss could've used a gun like that
In the '60s but he dodged the draft
And now would be a good time to mention Ryan Blank