well here i'm hanging from a tree
and the crows they eat my eyes
but i couldn't help myself
i'm starting to laugh so speak no evil
i shot the law down with my gun
it was a sheriff so i had fun
and it's a kind of a shame
that i'm to blame so speak no evil
Chorus:
he rode with the devil through the storms and the mist
and once they've buried him alive
he never saw his father and his mother was a whore
i trashed a bank with my gang
i couldn't escape the fucking fang
and they locked me up in jail
but i couldn't pay the bail and you say that i'm evil
well this is right and this is wrong
you claim to tell us so
but there's two sides of a coin
i won't stay in line just say that i'm evil
he rode with the devil...
На дереве повешен я
И воронье клюет глаза.
Ну что ж мне помощи не ждать
Остается хохотать... про зло не нужно толковать!