Shower Poopers - Ballad of Denim Danger Lyrics

This is the story of Denim Danger, the bravest man who ever ever lived
But one dark day, Denim met his maker, when he drew his blade and took on Khaki Jim
Denim was a cowboy and there's some who still believe that he grew up in the forest and lived among the trees
The animals took care of him and filled his every need
And that is why they made him a pair of bright blue jeans
Khaki Jim had terrorized the prairie, went town to town begging on his knees
But when he met the kindness of a stranger, he'd shoot him down and rob him as he pleased
Now Denim had got word of evil Khaki's plot, he tracked him down and found his secret hiding spot
Where Khaki had been sleeping for many many nights, so Denim drew his blade as he prepared to fight
Khaki, I don't like what you've been doing here. You've been picking on my townsfolk and they all live in fear
But worst of all, you got no style, your outfits are all bland
So let old Denim teach you a lesson now young man
Khaki Jim came out of his lean-to to the light, a revolver on his hip and his mouth around a pipe
He said, Denim, you silly old man, what I do is right. These people needed robbing and I sure robbed them nice
Now about my so called style, I won't take your advice, cause denim on denim doesn't suit my eyes
So Khaki charged at Denim quickly with a yell, your name might be Danger but I'll see you in hell
Old Denim had his knife drawn from its sheath, stabbed young Jim twice, thought he had him beat
Jim snuck up from behind, his hand still on his wounds
He drew his gun, cocked and fired, all in one fell swoop
Denim grabbed his chest, the bullet went straight through, dropped to his knees and said
Is Denim danger through
Denim passed away that day, yes this much is true. And Khaki Jim succumbed to all his mortal wounds
If there is a lesson that we all should have learned, it's that Canadian tuxedos are gay