Well here’s a little ditty ‘bout Jack the Kid
Woke up one morning in a terrible fit
Gunned up his wife and he murdered his kids
s’got the neighbourhood screaming “cops, Jack did it”

Now he’s on [bad word] from the terrible heat
Got him sweating like they’re boiling up a piece of meat
Jack Misogynistic on the open street
Well he be camping outta [bad word] stops on his leather seats

And he be burning from the sun and withdrawing cash
He says “banks’ll be the [bad word] (ones says Troian) who’ll get it next”
Tearing up his car just to hide up his stash
He says “sister gonna have one big birthday bash”
And death

Killing for the money, filling up the suitcase
He got [bad word] blues with Jack being chased
Killing all the plain and changing his name
Well is it [bad word] Jack now calls himself Shane?
Well, I dunno

They sing “La dee da dee da dee da dee la etc…”

Around the time Jack got outta Texas
He found the news sayin’ just what he did
lonely Jack wishing that he never lived
When a gang of women planned to kill Jack the Kid

And he was surrounded at the boarders of the next big state
He got fifty armed women bringing Judgement Day
“oh please Lord above” baby Jack did pray
But the women said “Jack, God can’t hear you today”

And the first lady shot him right between the legs
And said “this’ll teach you for the way you treat women”
Oh lonely Jack, on his knees, he weeped and he begged
But the women had no sympathy for Jack the Kid

And they all just gathered around him and sang “La dee da deed a dee da dee la etc…”

Well, that’s a little ditty ‘bout Jack the Kid
He used to have long hair but they shaved his head
Was gunned down by heroines and now he’s dead
Jack, you shouldn’t have been so goddamned misogynistic,
You pig.