By ostrichlittledungeon ostrichlittledungeon Bandcamp ← Gunshow 2 Theme (Instrumental) Previous track by this artist → Compensation, Adequate Next track by this artist.
Cover art by William Leonard itswilliamleonard Tumblr ← It Came From Volume 8 Previous track art by this artist → Nightmare Yard Next track art by this artist.
Released 3/10/2017.
Duration: 2:18.

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General contributors:

• Toast (scriptwriting)
• WHATISLOSTINTHEMINES what Bandcamp whats-this-thing-here SoundCloud ← Gunshow 2 Finale Part 1 Previous general contribution by this artist → Cool and New Music Team's Credit Score Next general contribution by this artist (editing)
• Minish minishLAN Twitter minishlan.github.io Other ← TRICKSTER CRUSHER Previous general contribution by this artist → Cool and New Music Team's Credit Score Next general contribution by this artist (editing)
• Bambosh bamboshu Twitter ← Gunshow 2 Finale Part 2 Previous general contribution by this artist → Cool and New Music Team's Credit Score Next general contribution by this artist (vocals)
• Scott Stutzman scottstutzman Bandcamp scott_stutzman SoundCloud ScottStutzmanLagoon YouTube (vocals)

Tracks that lore 2: the revengning references:

• Michael Bowman Remix by Michael Guy Bowman
• Savior of a Lot of Money by SplitSuns
• Heir of Grief by Tensei

Tracks that lore 2: the revengning samples:

• Michael Bowman Remix by Michael Guy Bowman
• Bowman's Credit Score by Michael Guy Bowman
• Savior of a Lot of Money by SplitSuns

Lyrics:

(It is March, 2017—nearly six months since Bowman was shot and killed. For six months, his—) (Brothaaaaaa) (Scott Stutzman quested valiantly, searching far and wide for any means to revive his—) (A-a-a-a-awesome!) (Companion. Then, deep in the heart of—) (Detroit! The pasta city!) (A mysterious cl”o”aked figure gifted Stutzman the knowledge necessary to bring back the dead. He makes his way now to the top of Mt.—) (Buttocks.) (To place Bowman's corpse on—) (Your bed.)

(I don't know how much longer I can carry on with this rotting corpse hanging over my shoulder, but I will do it or my name isn't Constable Governor Sam Houston. I will carry Bowman's body to his big Bowman bed in ten minutes, and then he will return to life, by gum! Whoopee! Whoopee!)

(He arrived at the fabled peak, the wind billowing against his rippling belly.)

(Hands on your head! Body on your bed! Bed safe... bed warm... bed knows... Wait a minute. What's happening? Is this really... Is this really... it is! Boo boo, here come da ghoooost!)

(Bo-bo-bo-Bowman!)
(Hilarious!)
(Bowman Bowman Bowman Bowman...)
(Bowman Bowman Bowman Bowman...)
(Awesome awesome)
(Bowma—)