-Wild Bill-
Here's a story about a man who lived in town.
suburban life was about to drag him down.
Then late one night he came home and parked his Benz,
found his wife in bed, lying with his friend.
Daughter molly was a pom prom queen.
Straight "A's", pretty smile, every school boy's dream.
Son johnny, man, he always played it cool.
Now they both shoot dope in their arms and dropping out of school.

And it's hard when you've got one foot in the grave.
You lost your mind and killed your whole family.
You wonder if god could forgive a man for these sins.

With blood on his hands and whiskey on his breath,
thoughts of suicide, his destination was out west.
Black horse cadillac he began to ride,
kickin' up dust and shit while leaving life behind.
After nightfall, paradise came at last,
in a small western town where souls never rest.
Pillaging day and night on women, wine, and luxury.
God would soon shed his light on what bill's life would be.

Wild Bill, Wild Bill, kickin' ass with Wild Bill.
Wild Bill, Wild Bill, kickin' ass with Wild Bill.
He's a whiskey drinkin' motherfucker.
He roams the wild west with a six pack and a six shooter.

It wasn't before to long
the law came crashing down.
I heard an angel sigh,
then I heard satan cry!
Twenty pistols blazed.
The blood began to rain.
Wild Bill was dead but I hear him sing on!