I like Southpark's version of this:
I love a shooting bench, under a clear blue sky.
I love full range bags, I love when clay birds fly.
I love the shooting world, and all its sights and sounds.
Boom de yada, boom de yada, boom de yada, boom de Yada.
I love ballistics, I love explosive things.
I love reloading, I love full magazines.
I love the shooting world, and its technicalities.
Boom de yada, boom de yada, boom de yada, boom de yada.
I love to quick draw, I love controlled pairs.
I love tiny groups, and triggers light as hairs.
I love the shooting world, it's such a brilliant place.
Boom de yada, boom de yada, boom de yada, boom de yada.
I love good holsters, I love velocity.
I love big bullets, and muzzle energy.
I love the shooting world, and all the people here.
Boom de yada, boom de yada, boom de yada, boom de yada...
I salute you, sir.
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