Well I’m a gangster 1934

Junkies, wino's, pimps and whores

And all you men, women and kids, let’s get out the way

I just left your town, took all your loot 

Bought a pink carnation and a pinstripe suit

A hopped up V8 Ford and some two toned shoes



And I’m already gone, 

I left a pool of blood and sorrow

I got the machine gun blues



I’ll be out of here before the break of dawn

I hit the highway, smoke a big cigar

I gotta stop and burry the cash and get some more

There’s only one thing on my mind

And that's making it across that ol' state line

But there's a hail of avenging bullets

Waiting there for me



And I’m already gone, 

I left a path of pure destruction

I've got the machine gun blues

Already gone,

My life will soon be through

I've got the machine gun blues



Well, I'm public enemy number one

I’m sorry for all the things I’ve done

If indeed we do cross paths, 

It's nothing personal



And I’m already gone, 

I left a trail of devastation

I've got the machine gun blues

Already gone,

My life will soon be through

I've got the machine gun blues