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