Lyrics:

Frankie, I don't know who's in with his wife.
So what if it was only a butter knife?
Three kind of cops still took his life.
Put a bullet right through his drive.

Little Julie Red lived her life on her back.
Humpin' and Jumpin' around from sack to sack.
Tried to make off on something she liked.
Now she's covered up in black.

Bang, bang!
Now you're dead.
Somebody put a gun to your head.
Bang, bang!
Now you're dead.
Lying in a pool of red.

Jack Black was gonna be a star.
You and me know he didn't get very far.
Spent his whole damn life growing up in a bar.
The stars knew he's always good at fixing cars.

Hootie Balootie just loved to drink.
Snorting and drinking in mirror(?) light.
Last to leave, first to arrive.
Tell him that it's all going bye.

Bang, bang!
Now you're dead.
Somebody put a gun to your head.
Bang, bang!
Now you're dead.
Lying in a pool of red.

Bang, bang!
Now you're dead.
Somebody put a gun to your head.
Bang, bang!
Now you're dead.
Bang, bang!
Now you're dead.
Bang, bang!
Now you're dead.
Bang, bang!
Now you're dead.
Bang, bang!
Now you're dead.