Machine Gun Blues

Well I'm a gangster 1934, 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 pin-striped suit
Hopped up the V-8 Ford in some two-tone 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 for the break of dawn
I'll hit the highway, smoke a big cigar
Gotta stop and bury the cash, then get some more
There's only one thing on my mind
That's make it across that old state line
With all the hell of the avenging bullets
Waiting there for me
And I'm already gone, I left the 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 all the things that 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 got the machine gun blues
Already gone, my life will soon be through
I got the machine gun blues