cut a killing path through the true west dozens laid rest settled down then at last thought i might be done but being good made me burst the killing got worse it almost got fun so i got a new gun marie came home tattooed it covers her back it s god done in black says it protects me from you as christmas as can be i started out fine i used to kill time now detroit s killing me so i jump start my spree surprise it s not enough want to work win influence on rock s and shells and dirt looks like you need a man time honey comb hid away for wine years how you ve grown we can call your folks from a highway side rotary i drive up to your door and wracked by disease i do what i please drop you to the floor on top of magazines and calendar art held up with darts shows american scenes of cowboys in jeans i ll change his scrape of land i ll take you east we ll guide the first we find to sleepy peace pop the door i think this wanderlust ain t the only thing tween both of us i ll make you famous and we ll double the states you ve seen  the cop who brought me in an uncle of mine on first mommy s side i m even named after him 