Part of me hated the bastard
Part of me wanted to kill him.
Part of me wanted to drink him up.
Part of me loved the thrill of him.
Kill or be killed.
Smiled as he said it.
Then off popped the tops
Of a bar with no limit.
Now guzzle and gulp and wake up Mister Big Head.
Now you wanna be dead, instead of living?!
What have they been giving
You down at the dance hall, prance hall…
Whatever you call it.
It is trying to cart you away!
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