Well I'm a gangster in 1934
Junkies, winos, pimps, and who*es
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
A 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,
gonna 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
amid a hail of avenging bullets
that are meant for me
And I'm already gone,
I left a 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've got the machine gun blues
Already gone,
my life will soon be through
I've got the machine gun blues