In the backstreets of Chicago Lives a little man 
In the night-time he's the leader 
Of a young man's gang 
He sleeps with a gun 
He's always on the run
They despise him like dirt 
In the rich man's world 

Carlos, the gunman, is in town 
He rules the backstreets all around 
He is ruthless and mean, a devil in disguise 
There is no mercy, in his eyes 
He's ruthless and mean
They call him "Mister gun" 
But he is fighting for beggars and for "scum"
He's the hero of the poor men 
In his hand-me-downs 
But the terror of the policemen 
In Chicago town 

He sleeps with a gun 
He's always on the run 
They despise him like dirt 
In the rich man's world 

Carlos, the gunman, is in town 
He rules the backstreets all around 
He is ruthless and mean
A devil in disguise 
There is no mercy in his eyes 
He's ruthless and mean
They call him "Mister gun" 
But he is fighting for beggars and for "scum" 
He's never been caught though many have sought 
He's always one step ahead of them all