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