Machine Gun Blues

Well, I'm a gangster in 1934 Junkies, winos, pimps, and whores And all you men, women and kids Best stay out the way I just left your town, took all your loot Wore a pink carnation and a pinstripe suit Hopped up V8 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 before the break of dawn Hit the highway, smoke a big cigar I gotta stop and bury the cash Then get some more There's only one thing on my mind That's makin' across that ol' state line Without a hail of avenging bullets that were meant for me And I'm already gone I left a path of pure destruction I've got the machine gun blues I'm 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've got the machine gun blues Already gone My life will soon be through I've got the machine gun blues