Oh Lord you've given me
Everything that I could need
Strong back
Able hands
Three eyes and a leg to stand
Heaven dropped down my baby girl now I could take on
The whole wide world
Feel like the winnin' kind
I think its killin' time
Car broke down and the bikes gone flat
Got no way to call you back,
But heck I been from Hell to here
Got nothin left to fear
Everything but my pockets fat
Soul is wide my hearts on track
Feel like the winnin' kind
I think it's killin' time
Well life it seemed went by real fast
Drank myself to sleep and it passed
Always thought that I had tomorrow
This ship was built to last
But the angle of death was comin' in hot
I woke up I got the drop
I stole his eyes and I said goodbye
Hit the road
I think it's killin' time
If you wanna get free you're gonna have to get your hands dirty
If you wanna get free you're gonna have to get your hands dirty
If you wanna get free you're gonna have to get your hands dirty
Live and die
Come back to life
The cattle came home
Oh now it's killin' time