I am the ghost on the battlement
Getting by on gin and torment
Catholic boys start much too soon
And now the lesser saints have cursed me
To travel this dark road to mercy
And live my life beneath a poison moon
Whoa, just gimme the hammer
Gimme the hammer, I'll tear this damn place down
Whoa, just gimme the hammer
Gimme the hammer, I'll tear this damn place down
All alone with my hesitations
I'm fed up with your expectations
What the hell did you expect?
I hit em high and hit em low
Looking for that knockout blow
You know the devil always calls collect
I've been harassed and been detained
And drank until my wallet drained
I lived my life for the setting sun
Bang bang that's the sound of the police
And now I'm rotting in the belly of the beast
Waiting for a day that never comes
And now I'm running out of time
And I've got violence in my mind
Yeah, I'm running out of time
But I'm going to hell and I don't mind