I am tall and I am thin of an enviable height and I've been known to be quite handsome from a certain angle and in a certain light
well I entered into O'Malley's said: "O'Malley I have great thirst" O'Malley merely smiled at me said: "you wouldn't be the first"
I knocked on the bar and pointed to a bottle on the shelf and as O'Malley poured me out a drink I sniffed and crossed myself
my hand decided that the time was nigh and for a moment it slipped from view and when it return it fairly burned with confidence anew
well the thunder from my steely fist made all the glasses jangle when I shot him I was so handsome it was the light it was the angle
huh! hmmmmmmmm
"neighbours!" I cried "friends" I screamed and I banged my fist upon the bar "I bear no grudge against you" and my dick felt long and hard
"I am the man for which no God waits but for which the whole world yearns I'm marked by darkness and by blood and one thousand powder-burns"
well you know those fish with the swollen lips that clean the ocean floor? when I looked at poor O'Malley's wife well that's exactly what I saw
I jammed the barrel under her chin and her face looked raw and vicious her head it landed in the sink with all the dirty dishes
her little daughter Siobhan pulled beer from dusk till dawn and amongst the townfolk she was a bit of a joke but she pulled the best beer in town
I swooped magnificent upon her as she sat shivering in her grief like the Madonna painted on the church-house wall in whale's blood and banana leaf
her throat it crumbled in my fist and I spun heroically around to see Caffrey rising from his chair I shot that mother fucker down
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm yeah yeah yeah
"I have no free will" I sang and I flew about the murder Mrs. Richard Holmes, she screamed you really should have heard her
I sang and I laughed, I howled and I wept I panted like a pup I blew a hole in Mrs. Richard Holmes and her husband stupidly stood up
he screamed, "you are an evil man" and I paused a while to wonder "if I have no free will then how can I be morally culpable, I wonder"
I shot Richard Homes in the stomach gingerly he sat down and he whispered weirdly, " no offence" and then lay upon the ground
"none taken" I replied to him to which he gave a little cough with blazing wings I neatly aimed blew his head completely off
I've lived in this town for thirty years to no-one I am a stranger and I put new bullets in my gun chamber upon chamber
and when I turned my gun on the bird-like Mr. Brookes I thought of Saint Francis and his sparrows and as I shot the youthful Richardson it was Sebastian I thought of, and his arrows
Hhhhhhhhhhh Mmmmmmmmmmmm
I said " I want to introduce myself and I'm glad that you all came" and I leapt upon the bar and shouted out my name
well Jerry Bellows he hugged his stool closed his eyes, shrugged and laughed and with an ashtray big as a fucking really big brick I split his skull in half
his blood spilled across the bar like a steaming scarlet brook and I knelt at it's edge on the counter wiped the tears away and looked
well from the position I was standing the strangest thing I ever saw the bullet entered through the top of his chest and blew his bowels out on the floor
well I floated down the counter showing no remorse I shot a hole in Kathleen Carpenter recently divorced
but remorse I felt, remorse I had it clung to everything from the raven's hair upon my head to the feathers on my wings
.....squeezed my hand in it's fraudulent claw with it's golden hairless chest and I glided through the bodies and killed the fat man Vincent West
who sat quietly in his chair a man become a child and I raised the gun up to his head executioner-style
he made no attempt to resist so fat and dull and lazy "do you know I lived in your street?" I cried and he looked at me like I was crazy
"O" he said "I had no idea" and he grew as quiet as a mouse and the roar of the pistol when it went off near blew the hat right off the house
well I caught my eye in the mirror gave it a long and loving inspection "there stands some kind of man" I roared and there did in the reflection
my hair combed back like a raven's wing my muscles hard and tight and curling from the business end of my gun was a query-mark of cordite
well I spun to the left, I spun to the right and I spun to left again "fear me! fear me!" but no-one did cause they were dead
Huh! Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
and then there was the police sirens wailing and a bull-horn squelched and blared "drop your weapons and come on out with you hands held in the air"
well I checked the chambers of my gun saw I had one final bullet left my hand it looked almost human as I raised it bravely to my head
"drop your weapon and come on out! keep your hands above your head!" well I had one long hard think about dying and did exactly what they said
there must have been fifty cops out there in a circle around O'Malley's bar "don't shoot" I cried "I'm a man unarmed" so they put me in their car
and they sped me away from that terrible scene and I glanced out of the window saw O'Malley's bar saw the cops and the cars and I started counting on my fingers
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah one Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa two Aaaaaaaaaaa three Mmmmm four