They Go To The Woods Testo

I got the feeling
Many of us
Don❝t see much
I look around
Some things just
Don❝t match
The sound of the shotgun
The big black eye of a doe
They go to the woods and
They hunt the deer down
I find it hard to
Put out of my mind
A girl wearing leather
A man feeding a lion
A cap with a feather
Men workin❝ and buyin❝