The years go by so fast
All we have left are memories
The one that I treasure most
is of my first shooting spree
I took my gun to work
to shoot my boss in the ass
I think the guy's a jerk
He's mean, two faced and crass
My boss refused to promote me
Said I had a attitude problem
I just had to disagree
I made my point when I shot him
That is when my coworkers
began to scream and run
Someone called the cops
It spoiled all my fun
Then I began to shoot
Shoot my gun randomly
Then I ran out of ammo
Thus ending my first shooting spree
