I have a show that makes no money
I run around chasing a bunny
He tricks me all the time but I never give up
In hope that he might come to me

So I can put a bullet in his little brain
I've got a shotgun that can cause some pain
The dialogue I use is so mundane I can hardly entertain
'Cause I'm a real stick in the mud
My name's Elmer Fudd my name's Elmer Fudd

Later on, for no reason
The signs are changed, they say "duck season"
And so I won't delay the signs I will obey after all, I'm the NRA

My shotgun hasn't any limit of ammo
I've got an accent that's from Buffalo
If I were real, then I'd be on death row
Mastered walking on tiptoe
I'm pretty much a cartoon dud
My name's Elmer Fudd my name's Elmer Fudd

When I am in the forest, everyone beware
Nobody else is ever hunting there
I hope that I don't hit Smokey the Bear
Haven't grown a single hair
I've never even seen real blood
My name's Elmer Fudd

I'm often referred to as a knucklehead
I'm commonly told that I was inbred
If you're a rabbit, then I'll shoot you dead
Hope you brought some Sudafed
'Cause there's no waiting period
My name's Elmer Fudd my name's Elmer Fudd

My name's Elmer Fudd