Last Of The Big Game Hunters Lyrics - Singles - Barstool Prophets

I have heard dandelions 

Roaring out in my backyard 

A direct approach is dangerous 

Until you're sure they've dropped their guard 

You'd be better off to wait 

Until the brutes go for the bait 

And when they can't anticipate 

Is when you pounce and break their necks 

Sure, some call me insane 

But danger is my middle name 

I have spied tiger spiders 

On the prowl along my fence 

But the speed at which they travel 

Makes a chase much too intense 

So you set your traps with care 

Scattering them here and there 

Hoping for a leg to snare 

(And with eight, the odds are in your favor) 

Watch out, they can maim 

Even with a leg left lame 

Sure, some call me insane 

But danger is my middle name 

There is one great adversary 

That consumes my thoughts foremost 

You see, a dragonfly breathes fire 

So it's not safe to get too close 

But it's hard to be aware 

Of them appearing from nowhere 

As they swoop down through the air 

I might just need a rocket launcher 

Not even scalding flame 

Could make me shake my aim 

Sure, some call me insane 

But danger is my middle name