she had a song in her heart she had a baby to feed she was working her steps just trying to stay clean she had a song in her heart he was a killing machine he was a killing machine he walked into a store he came out with a gun it was as easy as pie like he was paying for gum he walked out of the store he was a killing machine he was a killing machine she went out for a smoke on a hot afternoon it was the end of july with all the lilies in bloom she stepped out for a smoke he was a killing machine he was a killing machine