Dual-wielding six shooters, 12 on two
Better watch out, I'm coming for you
Outrun me, but not my gun
Come on, boys! Let's have some fun!
If you even look at me, here's what I'll do
And you better watch out, 'cause I follow through
I'll get my gun all loaded and cocked,
Then I'll splatter your guts all down the block
'Cause I'll paint the town with blood and bullets
Paint the town with blood and bullets
Paint the town with blood and bullets
Paint the town with blood and bullets
Blood on my hands and a bullet in my head
Ten seconds till I pump your chest full of lead
Nine seconds to hide, Eight seconds to run
Your chances of surviving are slim to none
I'm a pickpocket, lockpicker
Red-handed, caught a killer
Funny, but violent like a messed up vaudeville
Blood red Joker and a card with no suit
Always someone out there that you always gotta shoot
'Cause I'll paint the town with blood and bullets
Paint the town with blood and bullets
Paint the town with blood and bullets
Paint the town with blood and bullets