Lyrics:

What's my new idea I'll think it up out loud
Time to make my move and jump upon the sinners as they go
The sympathy you give doesn't mean a lot to anyone
As long as you will live it doesn't mean a lot the vengeance carries

I need to breathe and to hear and to watch them moving
And to see and to touch a hand so soothing

The town was painted red with the blood that stains your fingernails
Your sycophantic friends will leave you when the time is right

I need to breathe and to hear and to watch them moving
And to see and to touch a hand so soothing

What's my new idea I'll think it up out loud
Time to make my move and jump upon the sinners as they go

I need to breathe and to hear and to watch them moving
And to see and to touch a hand so soothing