Outcast, not knowing right from wrong
Surrounded by women, wine, and song
Never still always on [bad word] 
Prince of the night, killer with a gun

Now, he's taken a life away
Nowhere [bad word]  nowhere to stay

Renegade, he fled from town to town
Vigilantes joint to hunt him down
For his head, lies a might price
He's a wanted man, dead or alive

Where will he go from here
He's on [bad word] again...nowhere...no, no...

He's got mixed [bad word] through his head
With a crazy notion, he's gonna end up dead

He's on [bad word]  again...
He's on [bad word]  again...
He's on [bad word]  again...
He's on [bad word]  again...
Tell me when will it end