Lyrics:

I'm going to buy me a Johnson machine gun, and a carload of exploding balls
I'm going to buy me a machine gun, and a carload of exploding balls
I'm going to be a walking cycloon baby, from Sagino' to the Niaga' Falls

Some of these mornin's, it's gonna be another 1937 flood
Some of these mornin's, it is gonna be another 1937 flood
I'm going to shoot my woman, man, I'm going to wade out in the blood

Go bring me my machine gun, and two, three belts of balls
Go bring me my machine gun, and two, three belts of balls
I'm going to free my baby, the woman, she's in the state penitentiary walls

C. H. Hayes has been here, and I give your height and size
Spoken: I'm talkin' about the undertaker
C. H. Hayes has been here

Spoken: Babe, I'm talkin' about the undertaker
And I give your height and size
If you'd be makin' whoopees with the Devil tomorrow, don't you be surprise

I feel like snappin' my typewriter in your face
Spoken: I'm still talkin' about the typewriter
I feel like snappin', babe, my typewriter in your face
Then some shady graveyard, baby, be your resting place