Entering his shack was no food to eat.
No bed, no pots, nor escape from the heat.

But from his pants Gambuzo did lift,
a gold plated gun he said was a gift.

I dare not question, I dared not pry
for I saw the devil flash in his eye

You want to get one he said with a sigh
If you say yes than many will die.

I said gold on a gun is silly as can be
especially when you have no place to pea

Gambuzo laughed then he teased as he pleased
Then suddenly the gold trigger he did squeeze.