Lyrics

A vision of this fawn sitting in the living room, eating cheese and watching the ball game with the Orange Man. What a life.

SOMEBODY CALL 911
WE’VE GOT A FAWN
FAWN RUN AWAY WHERE THE HELL’S YOUR MOM
OH FAWN YOU’LL BE SAFE THAT HOSE WON’T TURN ON
LAY IN
LAY IN HIS YARD
I WANT YOU TO MEET YOUR NEW BEST FRIEND CHESSIE
SHE THINKS THAT YOUR SOMETHING TO EAT
OH THINK OF YOU’RE FUTURE AS A 1 % PERCENTING BAMBI
FAWN RUN AWAY
MICHAEL KNOWS THE WAY
WELL YEA WE KNOW
TONE WANTS YOU TO STAY
FAWN GO INSIDE
WATCH THE NATS PLAY
CHESSIE DON’T SIGH
YOU’LL STILL GNAW ON TK