My sin, my sin is done and it won't be forgiven I'm gone I'm gone I'm gone where the wild people living Gone where the wild, the wild people living Some of them know close to the bone They k** the messenger, they k** the tax man waiting in line They k** the pa**enger where the train and toxic alike A holiday has come, my mind has escaped the body I shine away my light now with the wild people riding Gone with the wild, the wild people riding Some of them know close to the bone Ma-ma-mama please, please don't k** the messenger man And ma-ma-mama please please don't k** the pa**enger man Saturday I'm sick, sick with the fire descending Burn some day to the quick, to the quick of the match of a ?? stick My sin, my sin is done and it won't be forgiven I'm gone I'm gone I'm gone where the wild people living Gone where the wild, the wild people living Some of them know close to the bone Ma-ma-mama please, please don't k** the messenger man And ma-ma-mama please please don't k** the pa**enger man