They pay me lots of money for what I do

I'm a dancer midnight romancer under the moon

I'm on the clock, I like to rock, 

I don't work the streets 

You'll be amazed, your eyes a glazed 

When I do my high wire feats



Exterminator, rawhide gangster, I can equal the odds

I pay for your sins with my boyish grin, I create the facade 

Steady hand, I'm a gentleman, I've got deadly aim 

Womanizer, lone survivor, I like to play the game



Hope you and Jesus have it all worked out

I'm a hired gun



There is no heaven here on earth, love must rule us all

Black days are coming, every prideful man will fall

Have no fear or shed a tear, but there will come a day

When I'm looked in the eye, asked to die, and I hear somebody say



Hope you and Jesus have it all worked out

I'm a hired gun