I am and I am thin of an enviable height And I've been known to be quite In a angle and in a certain light
Well, I entered O'Malley's Said, "O'Malley I a thirst" O'Malley merely at me Said, "You be the first"
I knocked on the bar and To a bottle on the And as O'Malley poured me out a I sniffed and myself
My decided that the time was nigh And for a moment it slipped from And when it returned, it fairly With confidence
Well, the thunder from my fist all the glasses jangle Oh, I shot him, I was so handsome It was the light, it was the
"Neighbors", I cried, "Friends", I I banged my fist the bar I bear no grudge you And my felt long and hard
I am the man for no God waits But for which the whole world And I'm marked by and by blood And one thousand burns
Well, you those fish with the swollen lips That the ocean floor When I looked at poor O'Malley's exactly what I saw
Well, I jammed the under her chin And her face raw and vicious Her head it in the sink all the dirty dishes
Her daughter, Siobhan Pulled beers from dusk down And the townfolk she was a bit of a joke But she pulled the beer in town
Well, I swooped magnificent her As she sat shivering in her Like the Madonna painted on the house wall In blood and banana leaf
Her crumbled in my hands And I spun around To see Caffrey rising his seat I shot motherfucker down Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
I have no free will, I As I about the murder Mrs. Holmes, she screamed You really have heard her
Well, I sang and I laughed, I howled and I I panted a pup I a hole in Mrs. Richard Holmes And her husband stupidly up
As he screamed, "You are an man" And I a while to wonder If I have no free then how can I Be morally culpable, I
I Richard Holmes in the stomach And gingerly he sat And he weirdly, "No offense" And lay upon the ground
taken, I replied to him To which he gave a cough An with blazing I neatly aimed And blew his completely off
been lived in this town for thirty years And to no one I am a And I put new in my gun Chamber chamber
And I my gun on the bird like Mr. Brookes I thought of Saint and his sparrows And as I shot down the Richardson It was I thought of and his arrows
I said, "I to introduce myself And I am glad you all came" And I upon the bar And then I out my name
Well, Bellows, he hugged his stool Closed his and shrugged and laughed And with an ashtray big as a fucking big brick I his skull in half
His blood spilled the bar Like a scarlet brook And then I knelt there at it's edge on the the tears away and looked
Well, the in there was blinding Full of god and ghosts of And I at Henry Davenport Who made an to move
Well, from the position I was Of the strangest thing I saw The bullet through the top of his chest And blew his out on the floor
And I floated the counter Showing no I a hole in Kathleen Carpenter Recently
But I felt, remorse I had It clung into every From the raven's hair upon my To the feathers on my
Remorse squeezed my hand in fraudulent claw it's golden hairless chest And I glided the bodies And the fat man, Vincent West
Who sat in his chair A man become a And I raised the gun up to his style
He made no to resist So fat and and lazy "Did you know that I lived in your street?" I And he looked at me as though I were
Ohh, he said, "I had no idea" And he as quiet as a mouse And the roar of the when it went off Nearly blew that hat right off the
Well, I caught my eye in the And gave it a long and loving There stands some of man, I roared And there did, in the
My hair combed back like a raven's My hard and tight And curling the business end of my gun Was a query mark of
Well, I to the left, I spun to the right And I spun to the left Fear me, me, fear me But no one did 'cause they dead
And there were the police sirens wailing And a bull horn and blared "Drop your weapons and out With your held in the air"
Well, I checked the of my gun Saw I had one bullet left My hand, it looked almost As I it literally to my head
Drop your and come on out Keep your hands above your I had one one long think about dying And did what they said
There must have been fifty cops out In a circle O'Malley's bar "Don't shoot", I cried, "I'm a man unarmed" So put me in their car
And they sped me away that terrible scene And I out of the window Saw O'Malley's bar, saw the cops and the And I counting on my fingers
One, two, three, O'Malley's bar, bar bar, O'Malley's bar O'Malley's bar, bar