I am tall and I am thin
  Of an enviable hight
  And I've been known to be quite handsome
  In a certain angle and in certain light
  Well I entered into O'Malley's
  Said, "O'Malley I have a thirst"
  O'Malley merely smiled at me
  Said "You wouldn't be the first"
  I knocked on the bar and pointed
  To a bottle on the shelf
  And as O'Malley poured me out a drink
  I sniffed and crossed myself
  My hand decided that the time was nigh
  And for a moment it slipped from view
  And when it returned, it fairly burned
  With confidence anew
  Well the thunder from my steely fist
  Made all the glasses jangle
  When I shot him, I was so handsome
  It was the light, it was the angle
  Huh! Hmmmmmm
  "Neighbours!" I cried, "Friends!" I screamed
  I banged my fist upon the bar
  "I bear no grudge against you!"
  And my dick felt long and hard
  "I am the man for which no God waits
  But for which the whole world yearns
  I'm marked by darkness and by blood
  And one thousand powder-burns"
  Well, you know those fish with the swollen lips
  That clean the ocean floor
  When I looked at poor O'Malley's wife
  That's exactly what I saw
  I jammed the barrel under her chin
  And her face looked raw and vicious
  Her head it landed in the sink
  With all the dirty dishes
  Her little daughter Siobhan
  Pulled beers from dusk till down
  And amongst the townfolk she was a bit of a joke
  But she pulled the best beer in town
  I swooped magnificent upon her
  As she sat shivering in her grief
  Like the Madonna painted on the church-house wall
  In whale's blood and banana leaf
  Her throat it crumbled in my fist
  And I spun heroically around
  To see Caffrey rising from his seat
  I shot that mother fucker down
  Mmmmmmmmmm Yeah Yeah Yeah
  "I have no free will", I sang
  As I flew about the murder
  Mrs. Richard Holmes, she screamed
  You really should have heard her
  I sang and I laughed, I howled and I wept
  I panted like a pup
  I blew a hole in Mrs. Richard Holmes
  And her husband stupidly stood up
  As he screamed, "You are an evil man"
  And I paused a while to wonder
  "If I have no free will then how can I
  Be morally culpable, I wonder"
  I shot Richard Holmes in the stomach
  And gingerly he sat down
  And he whispered weirdly, "No offense"
  And then lay upon the ground
  "None taken", I replied to him
  To which he gave a little cough
  With blazing wings I neatly aimed
  And blew his head completely off
  I've lived in this town for thirty years
  And to no-one I am a stranger
  And I put new bullets in my gun
  Chamber upon chamber
  And I turned my gun on the bird-like Mr. Brookes
  I thought of Saint Francis and his sparrows
  And as I shot down the youthful Richardson
  It was St. Sebastian I thought of, and his arrows
  Hhhhhhhhhh Mmmmmmmmmmmm
  I said, "I want to introduce myself
  And I am glad that all you came"
  And I leapt upon the bar
  And shouted out my name
  Well Jerry Bellows, he hugged his stool
  Closed his eyes and shrugged and laughed
  And with an ashtray as big as a fucking really big brick
  I split his head in half
  His blood spilled across the bar
  Like a steaming scarlet brook
  And I knelt at it's edge on the counter
  Wiped the tears away and looked
  Well, the light in there was blinding
  Full of God and ghosts of truth
  I smiled at Henry Davenport
  Who made an attempt to move
  Well, from the position I was standing
  The strangest thing I ever saw
  The bullet entered through the top of his chest
  And blew his bowels out on the floor
  Well I floated down the counter
  Showing no remorse
  I shot a hole in Kathleen Carpenter
  Recently divorced
  But remorse i felt and remorse I had
  It clung to every thing
  From the raven's hair upon my head
  To the feathers on my wings
  Remorse sqeezed my hand in it's fradulent claw
  With it's golden hairless chest
  And I glided through the bodies
  And killed the fat man Vincent West
  Who sat quietly in his chair
  A man become a child
  And I raised the gun up to his head
  Executioner-style
  He made no attempt to resist
  So fat and dull and lazy
  "Did you know I lived in your street?" I said
  And he looked at me as though I were crazy
  "O", he said, "I had no idea"
  And he grew as quiet as a mouse
  And the roar of the pistol when it went off
  Near blew that hat right off the house
  Hmmmmmm Uh Uh
  Well, I caught my eye in the mirror
  And gave it a long and loving inspection
  "There stands some kind of man", I roared
  And there did, in the reflection
  My hair combed back like a raven's wing
  My muscles hard and tight
  And curling from the business end of my gun
  Was a query-mark of cordite
  Well I spun to the left, I spun to the right
  And I spun to the left again
  "Fear me! Fear me! Fear me!"
  But no one did cause they were dead
  Huh! Hmmmmmmmmm
  And then there were the police sirens wailing
  And a bull-horn squelched and blared
  "Drop your weapons and come out
  With your hands held in the air"
  Well, I checked the chamber of my gun
  Saw I had one final bullet left
  My hand, it looked almost human
  As I raised it to my head
  "Drop your weapon and come out!
  Keep your hands above your head!"
  I had one one long hard think about dying
  And did exactly what they said
  There must have been fifty cops out there
  In a circle around O'Malley's bar
  "Don't shoot", I cried, "I'm a man unarmed!"
  So they put me in their car
  And they sped me away from that terrible scene
  And I glanced out of the window
  Saw O'Malley's bar, saw the cops and the cars
  And I started counting on my fingers
  Aaaaaah One Aaaaaah Two Aaaaaah Three Aaaaaaah Four
  O'Malley's bar O'Malley's bar