Lower Order (A Good Laugh) Propagandhi

[Verse 1]
My first hunting trip was quite eventful
I must've been about five or six
An essential rite of passage
For those consigned here with a dick

[Verse 2]
Shot size five was recommended for
A clean, efficient kill
They laughed as I cried
And stroked his blood-soaked iridescent quills

[Verse 3]
Don't recall just how I got there
To the hatchery, I mean
Stumbled through the bush on a field trip
And there it stood in front of me

[Verse 4]
I stooped down upon the concrete pad
To verify what I was seeing
The aftermath of stomping boots
Upon hundreds of tiny, helpless beings

[Chorus 1]
Hello despair
And booze-fueled rage
How do you do
My gilded cage??