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!