Wild West Wobble

[spoken] Ain’t nothing round here, cept tumbleweeds and rattlesnakes The desert mirage turns even the hardest of cowboys into a pile of dust Finally, I came across a settlement, they said they didn’t take kindly to strangers I got that gut feeling that something ain’t right, so I readied my revolver And partner, let me tell ya, I looked him dead in the eye, fingers twitching Fore I could even wince, we entered into that Wild West wobble… [heavy dubstep breakdown instrumental] Pew pew Bang bang [music fades back down] [spoken] I took out two of em without trouble, dropped in the mud like a sack of taters But the big one, he took one to the chest, didn’t even phase the feller I was running out of bullets, so I had to act fast, called upon that wobble again… [big build] [ultra heavy epic dubstep showdown] Pew pew Bang bang [music retreats, but tension is high] [spoken] No matter how much led he took, it didn't seem to phase him This was it I thought, as my blood soaked boots sloshed in the dirt Then, outta nowhere, like a hawk swooping in the for the kill A rumble arose, louder than any ting I ever heard, the Wobble... [final epic max volume instrumental showdown] Pew pew Bang bang!