Here's a little story about a man named Ken
Poor punk guy barely kept his belly fed
Then one day he was shootin' at some hicks
They fell down dead and Ken said, "Oh [bad word] #33;"
Next thing you know Ken is on the lam
The kin-folks said "Ken leave Alabam"
They said "Californy is the place you aughtta jam"
So he loaded up his [bad word] and he moved to San Fran
Now he's a wanted man and he works at Mordam