They pay me lots of money for what I do   I'm a dancer midnight romancer under the moon   I'm on the clock, I like to rock,    I don't work the streets    You'll be amazed, your eyes a glazed    When I do my high wire feats      Exterminator, rawhide gangster, I can equal the odds   I pay for your sins with my boyish grin, I create the facade    Steady hand, I'm a gentleman, I've got deadly aim    Womanizer, lone survivor, I like to play the game      Hope you and Jesus have it all worked out   I'm a hired gun      There is no heaven here on earth, love must rule us all   Black days are coming, every prideful man will fall   Have no fear or shed a tear, but there will come a day   When I'm looked in the eye, asked to die, and I hear somebody say      Hope you and Jesus have it all worked out   I'm a hired gun