Well, it’s hard to survive. . .tryin’ to stay alive;
He’s got a bone, buries it in the land.
Pitbull doggies want to end the lives feline—
Evil pit dogs should be banned.

They want naught but to rend;
Kitties rarely will mend
Once they’ve been mauled, chewed up, and trepanned.
Pitbull doggies are a breed that’s sub-canine—
Evil dogs should be banned.

Shouldn’t be kept in homes
Much less be allowed to roam
Where they will take off a mail carrier’s hand.
Pitbull doggies always can outmatch felines—
Evil pit dogs should be banned

They’ll rage after you—
What are you gonna do?!
Mayhem’s their idea of play. . .
Might lose your head;
You’ll end up dead
If you should meet one in an alley one day.

Abandon all hope if one grabs your throat,
Then you’ll just be a spot on the land.
Send these doggies back to hell—they’re so malign—
Evil pit dogs should be banned

There’ll be a mayhem scene,
And they’ll pick your bones clean.
Even if I were a strict vegan,
I’d make an exception and on them I’d dine,
Evil “pit” dogs fried in pan.

They’ll rage after you—
If you’re caught, you will rue.
Mayhem’s their idea of play.
Once you have bled,
You’ll end up dead
If you should meet one in an alley one day.

Well, it’s hard to survive. . .tryin’ to stay alive—
Get on the phone and call Leo the Grand.
Pitbull doggies meet their match who’s leonine—
He’ll waste these dogs out of hand.