i'm mccree, i'm a weirdo
Singer:bull, dan
and according to my watch
my watch is one minute slow
so far away from your home range
roamin' open plains so dangerous
you're playing russian roulette
with a bullet in an unknown chamber
so make use of the brain god gave ya
mccree's peacekeeper seeks any head honcho
put a bullet through their head
like a head through a poncho
into the horizon and roll
by his particular apparel
in which he dispatches batches of fishes in barrels
back in the saddle and addled with bourbon
disturbing your suburban world
and the whole thing comes tumbling back down to earth
quick have a sip of the whiskey because i'm on my third cup
with the same robotic arm
you're dreaming if you believe
aiming the heater keen as a heatseeker
keeping the peace with the piece
the key piece of the team
seeking to beat elite leaders
reckon they'll achieve it?
frequently repeating the scene
you're seeing seasons of kiefer
like a john green feature
mccree's peacekeeper seeks any head honcho
put a bullet through their head
like a head through a poncho
into the horizon and roll
fan the hammer at a rapid rate
you're trying to bat away the blasts
playing patacake against cassius clay
jabbing fast as the camera's capture rate
battered by the hands of fate
smacking off your crown like acid rain
that accurate aim could blast away
the fastest sailing hand grenade
i'll pass on the clammy handshake
you're chances of flanking and ganking the man
are flat as a manta ray pancake
like meeting anne hathaway on chaturbate
your happy days went thataway
but now your face is wrapped in gaffa tape
so pray they get that ransom paid
like the handsome man from santa fe's
a candidate for financial aid
who laid a trap with a vast array
of fantastic ways to make you pass away
then wait 'til after the wake
to deface the place your ashes lay
mccree's peacekeeper seeks any head honcho
put a bullet through their head
like a head through a poncho
into the horizon and roll