[Intro — Acoustic Guitar, Lazy Drum Groove] "I'm going hunting Saturday." "Oh, yeah? What're you hunting?" [Brief Pause] Depends what they've got. [Electric Guitar Riff] [Verse 1] Everybody's got me figured out. They think they know my kind. Football game and a case of beer, Killing time till closing time. Ask me what I want for my birthday. Tell me there's a bar downtown. But I'd rather hit the flea market Before the sun comes around. Got a coffee and a twenty. Got a trunk with room to spare. Got absolutely nothing that I need, But I don't fucking care! [Pre-Chorus] There's a hundred folding tables. There's a thousand things to see. And somewhere in that mountain of crap Is something calling me! [Chorus — Explosive, Catchy] IT'S THE THRILL OF THE HUNT! THE RUSH OF THE FIND! SOMEBODY'S THROWING OUT TREASURE THAT THEY LEFT BEHIND! DIGGING THROUGH THE RUBBLE! LOOKING FOR THAT ONE! YOU CAN KEEP YOUR FANCY SHIT! I'M HAVING TOO MUCH FUN! IT'S THE THRILL OF THE HUNT! [Instrumental — Funky Electric Guitar] [Verse 2] Found a box of busted radios. Found a sword without a blade. Found a toy I had when I was ten That somebody repainted grey. There's a lamp from nineteen-sixty. There's a watch that doesn't tick. There's a guy who swears his broken chair Is worth a hundred fifty-six. And I don't know what I'm looking for. That's the beauty of the game. I could walk away with nothing And come back next week the same. Then I spot it in the corner. Buried underneath some clothes. Something everybody walked right past. And everybody knows... [Pre-Chorus — Building] It's probably worth about five bucks. He wants a twenty for the thing. But I can see what it could be... And now we're bargaining! [Chorus] IT'S THE THRILL OF THE HUNT! THE RUSH OF THE FIND! SOMEBODY'S THROWING OUT TREASURE THAT THEY LEFT BEHIND! DIGGING THROUGH THE RUBBLE! LOOKING FOR THAT ONE! YOU CAN KEEP YOUR FANCY SHIT! I'M HAVING TOO MUCH FUN! IT'S THE THRILL OF THE HUNT! [Instrumental Break] [Verse 3 — Playful, Rhythmic] Told a buddy I was hunting. He said, "Deer season ain't till fall." I said, "Buddy, bring a flashlight. We're gonna need to search it all." He showed up wearing camouflage, With a rifle and a knife. I pulled into a parking lot. He said, "What the fuck is this?" I said, "See that guy with all those boxes? He's been here since half past five. And if he's got what I think he's got, We're gonna have to move inside!" [Brief Instrumental Stop] "YOU DRAGGED ME OUT HERE FOR A TOY?!" [Male — Deadpan] It's vintage. [Chorus — Full Band] IT'S THE THRILL OF THE HUNT! THE RUSH OF THE FIND! SOMEBODY'S THROWING OUT TREASURE THAT THEY LEFT BEHIND! DIGGING THROUGH THE RUBBLE! LOOKING FOR THAT ONE! YOU CAN KEEP YOUR FANCY SHIT! I'M HAVING TOO MUCH FUN! IT'S THE THRILL OF THE HUNT! [Bridge — Warm Acoustic Guitar] Sometimes it's something from my childhood. Something I thought I'd never see. Sometimes it's just a rusty piece of junk That looks pretty cool to me. It doesn't have to be expensive. Doesn't have to have a name. Half the fun is not knowing What I'll find along the way. And there's something about discovering What everybody else walked past. Seeing something worth a second look In somebody's discarded trash. [Drums Build] I don't need a trophy. Don't need a ten-point buck. Just another folding table And a little bit of luck! [Final Chorus — Explosive] IT'S THE THRILL OF THE HUNT! THE RUSH OF THE FIND! A DIAMOND IN THE ROUGH THAT EVERYBODY LEFT BEHIND! I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M CHASING! BUT I KNOW WHEN I'VE WON! WHEN I FIND THAT ONE DAMN THING THAT MAKES ME FEEL LIKE I'M TEN AGAIN! IT'S THE THRILL OF THE HUNT! [Outro — Relaxed Groove] "So... you get anything?" Nah. Nothing worth a damn. [Brief Pause] Same time next Saturday? [Final Guitar Riff]
