Well I'm a gangster
nineteen thirty-four
junkies winos
pimps and whores
and all you men
women and kids
best get out the way
I just left your town
took all your loot
bought a pink carnation
and a pinstripe suit
a hopped up
Vee eight Ford
and some two-tone shoes
And I'm already gone
I left a pool of blood
and sorrow
I've got the
machine gun blues
I'll be out of here
for the break of dawn
I'll hit the highway
smoke a big cigar
got to stop
and bury the cash
and get some more
There's only one thing
on my mind
that's making it across
that old state line
without a hail
of avenging bullets
waiting there for me
And I'm already gone
I've 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
I'm public enemy
number one
I'm sorry for the things
that I've done
If indeed
we do cross path
it's nothing personal
And I'm already gone
I've 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
