Friday night at midnight Looking for what I need I heard a tale that somewhere That a dude had a real go at me So like a rat race cowboy I slipped into the human zoo Headed down for trouble Got myself a drink or two Well I took to the streets And I took to the falls Marched right in but I didn't get involved Manager said hey boy there's the door But I didn't leave until I evened the score [Chorus] I gotta face the hangman Gotta pay for what I done I gotta face the hangman Or by the noose I swing In the morning sun Like a tipsy gypsy Looking like I'd been had But like the story says This wild-eyed boy is bad I got a police squad car Taxi to the local slammer They said Son you're gonna pay for what you've done I don't give a damn Just cause I like to drink and dance all night Just cause I like cat brawling, an old fist fight Give me no lip boy or I'll kick you in the mouth Watch you head fly open and your teeth fly out [Chorus] Now the judge looked at me and said That boy, he's definitely guilty Ooooh let him swing [Chorus x2]