Friday night at midnight
Looking for what I need
I heard a tale that somewhere
That a dude had a real go at me
So like a rat race cowboy
I slipped into the human zoo
Headed down for trouble
Got myself a drink or two
Well I took to the streets
And I took to the falls
Marched right in but I didn't get involved
Manager said hey boy there's the door
But I didn't leave until I evened the score
[Chorus]
I gotta face the hangman
Gotta pay for what I done
I gotta face the hangman
Or by the noose I swing
In the morning sun
Like a tipsy gypsy
Looking like I'd been had
But like the story says
This wild-eyed boy is bad
I got a police squad car
Taxi to the local slammer
They said
Son you're gonna pay for what you've done
I don't give a damn
Just cause I like to drink and dance all night
Just cause I like cat brawling, an old fist fight
Give me no lip boy or I'll kick you in the mouth
Watch you head fly open and your teeth fly out
[Chorus]
Now the judge looked at me and said
That boy, he's definitely guilty
Ooooh let him swing
[Chorus x2]