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 some trouble got myself a drink or two well i took to the streets and i took to the bars marched right in but i didn t get far manager said hey boy theres the door but i didn t leave until i evened the score and now 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 id been had but like the story says this wild eyed boy is bad i got a police squad car taxi to the local slam they said son youre gonna pay for what youve done but i dont give a damn just cause i like to drink and dance all night an alleycat brawl in an old fist fight give me no lip boy or ill kick you in the mouth watch you head fly north and your teeth fly south now 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 no no no no no no no now the judge looked and me and said that boy he definitely be guilty ooh let him swing now i gotta face the hangman i gotta pay for what i done see i gotta face the hangman or by the noose i swing in the morning sun i gotta face the hangman gotta pay for what i done said i gotta face the hangman or by the noose i swing in the morning sun