| Well I’m a gangster 1934
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| Junkies, Winos, Pimps &Whores, And all you
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| men, women and kids best get out the way
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| I just left your town, took all your loot,
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| bought a pink carnation and a pinstripe suit,
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| a hopped-up V8 Ford and some two-tone shoes
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| And I’m already gone, I left a pool of blood and sorrow
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| I’ve got the Machine Gun Blues
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| I’ll be out of here for the break of dawn,
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| I’ll hit the highway, smoke a big cigar,
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| got to stop and bury the cash, and get some more
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| There’s only one thing on my mind, that’s
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| making it across that ol’state line, Without
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| a hail of avenging bullets,
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| waiting there for me And I’m already gone, I’ve left a path of pure destruction,
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| I’ve got the Machine Gun Blues
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| And I’m already gone, my life will soon be through,
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| I’ve got the Machine Gun Blues
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| I’m public enemy #1
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| I’m sorry for the things that I’ve done
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| If indeed we do cross path, it’s nothing personal
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| And I’m already gone, I’ve left a trail of devastation,
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| I’ve got the Machine Gun Blues
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| And I’m Already gone, my life will soon be through,
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| I’ve got the Machine Gun Blues |