Face The Hangman (Outtake / Remastered)

Friday night at midnight

Looking for what I need

I heard a tale that somewhere

That a dude had a real go at me

So like a rat race cowboy

I slipped into the human zoo

Headed down for trouble

Got myself a drink or two

Well I took to the streets

And I took to the falls

Marched right in but I didn't get involved

Manager said hey boy there's the door

But I didn't leave until I evened the score

I gotta face the hangman

Gotta pay for what I done

I gotta face the hangman

Or by the noose I swing

In the morning sun

Like a tipsy gypsy

Looking like I'd been had

But like the story says

This wild-eyed boy is bad

I got a police squad car

Taxi to the local slam

They said

Son you're gonna pay for what you've done

I don't give a damn

Just cause I like to drink and dance all night

Just like some alley cat brawling, an old fist fight

Give me no lip boy or I'll kick you in the mouth

I'll watch you head fly north and your teeth fly south

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Now the judge looked at me and said

That boy, he's definitely guilty

Ooooh let him swing

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