I am walking in the last rays of the setting sun whistling a hangman's tune with head held high, swinging my gun I say this little boy is angry I say this little boy is mad This little boy comes to destroy, stone eyed, hard faced, in swathes of vengeance clad And the black cock crows and a dead wind blows In my wake are seven women who tried to steal my soul In my belly six wild wolves curse and howl from their foul hole I say no earthly will may stop me I say no earthly will may try No earthly will may halt the spill of blood from wounds and tears from grieving eyes And the black cock crows and a dead wind blows Below me burn the city lights like fires of pearls and jewels I'm climbing down the city walls, unseen, unfussed - the sentries must be fools I say all pleasantries are over I say all pleasantries are past My enemies you pimps and thieves prepare to meet your nemesis at last !