An evil old man let his mind run.
And build for himself a most evil gun.
But the gun didn't kill. A wicked thing it would do.
Who the villain shot, became villainous too.
He walked down the street, shooting all that he saw.
He hit mothers and daughters obeying the law.
He hit nuns, and priests and school teachers too.
And the list of this town's villains, it just grew and grew.
A kindly rich gentleman paid off loans to the poor.
He worked hard to afford to, his charity was adored.
But our evil man, hated how his life rated,
And shot the man in cold blood, so now he lived his life hated.
He walked down the street, shooting all that he saw.
He hit mothers and daughters obeying the law.
He hit nuns, and priests and school teachers too.
And the list of this town's villains, it just grew and grew.
A kind old man took orphans in and the elderly too,
He sheltered all while he grinned.
But our evil man, hated how his life rated,
And shot the man in cold blood, so now he lived his life hated.
He walked down the street, shooting all that he saw.
He hit mothers and daughters obeying the law.
He hit nuns, and priests and school teachers too.
And the list of this town's villains, it just grew and grew.
A kindly old woman, life devoted to sick,
Had in fact be sainted, so he pulled his gun quick.
And now for some reason, her life looked scandalous,
And the people were angry they'd made such a fuss.
He walked down the street, shooting all that he saw.
He hit mothers and daughters obeying the law.
He hit nuns, and priests and school teachers too.
And the list of this town's villains, it just grew and grew.
And everyone hated everyone,
And everyone hated everyone,
And everyone hated everyone,
And everyone,
And everyone was sad.