My first murder was an accident I never meant to do I had been going for his wallet, wound up taking his Life too I had him cornered in an alley with my gun against his Face I said, "Hand over your money and I'll send you on your Way" But he just had to play the hero and refused to Cooperate The second time I killed a man, I did it for revenge He had been flirting with my woman and I couldn't let That stand So when he got up to leave the bar, I followed him out Back I pinned him in between a brick wall and my stolen Cadillac I kept inching that car forward, 'til I felt his rib Cage crack Now three and four were easier but I'm really not sure Why I picked up a couple hitchhikers on route I-95 I don't claim to understand it, but I think I lost my Head All that I remember is the way their clothes turned red When I came back to my sense I had stabbed them both to Death By this time I had become accustomed to the kill And I'm not proud about it but I kinda like the thrill To feel the heartbeat in the throat, the terror in the Eyes The sorry choking noises as they beg you for their Lives Oh, strangulation music... that was number five Six, I did for money, it was just another job Seven, out of desperation I had to kill a cop They caught up with me in Reno as I ran for the state Line The hostages I'd taken, number eight and number nine Now they've got me surrounded but they won't get me Alive So I'm holed up in this motel and I'm loading up my Guns Peering out the window, there's a thousand cops out Front They circle me like vultures but I feel so far away Everybody has to die. There is no escape The only thing that changes is how long you have to Wait I'm not gonna spend my whole life behind metal bars So get ready, I'm coming, let's see who's the fastest Draw!