cut a killing path  through the true west 
dozens laid rest  settled down then at last 
thought i might be done  but being good made me burst 
the killing got worse  it almost got fun  so i got a new 
gun 
marie came home tattooed  it covers her back 
it's God done in black  says "it protects me from you" 
as christmas can be  i started out fine 
i used to kill time  now Detroit's killing me  so i jump 
start my spree 
surprise  it's not enough  want to work  influence on 
rock's and shells and dirt 
looks like you need a man time, honey comb 
hid away for wine years how you've grown 
we can call your folks  from a highway side rotary 
i drive up to your door  and wracked by disease 
i do what i please  drop you to the floor 
on top of magazines  and calendar art 
held up with darts  shows american scenes  of cowboys in 
jeans 
i'll change  his scrape of land  i'll take you east  
we'll guide the first we find to sleepy peace 
pop the door i think this wander lust 
ain't the only thing between both of us 
i'll make you famous  and we'll double the states you've 
seen 
the cop who brought me in  an uncle of mine 
on first mommy's side  i'm even named after him