O'Malley's Bar, Pt. 2
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Oh my God
Oh yeah. Oh yeah. I said oh yeah
I have no free will I sing
As a flew about the murder
Mrs. Richard home she screamed
Well, you really should have heard her
I sang, and I laughed I howled, and I wept
I panted and I squealed
I blew a hole in Mrs. Richard Holmes
Who used her husband as a shield
He screamed "You are an evil man!"
And I paused a while to wonder
If I have no free will
Then how can I be morally culpable
I wonder
I shot Richard Holmes in the stomach
And it felt good to take your life
I'm not sure, but I think that he thanked me
As he laid down next to his wife
It's nice to be nice I replied to him
And he gave the little cough
Oh yeah it's nice to be nice
And I neatly aimed and blew his head completely off 
I've lived in this town for thirty years
To no one, I am a stranger
And I put new bullets in my gun
Chamber upon chamber
When I turn my gun on a bird like Mr. Brooks
I thought of Saint Francis and his sparrows 
And as I shut down the youthful Richardson 
It was Sebastian I thought of and his arrow
Oh my God Oh my God
He shot him in the boop head
I said, I want to introduce myself
And I am glad that you all came
And I left up up on the bar
And I shouted out my name 
Well, Jerry bellows, he hugged his stool
Closed his eyes and shrugged and laughed 
And with an ashtray as big as a really bloody big rig
I split his skull in half
This hurts me more than it hurts you I said
And I sat on the bar and cried
And for a strange moment, no one moved or spoke
And they all sat blank back for a while 
It's nice to be nice I said again
And well it is, and that's a fact
I smiled and Henry Davenport
And I think Henry Davenport smiled back 
Well, from the position I was sitting
The strangest thing I ever saw
The bullet entered through the top of Henry's chest
And blew his bowels out on the floor 
Well, I floated down the counter
A showing no remorse 
I shot a hole in Kathleen Carpenter
A recently divorced
The remorse. I felt the remorse
I had come to everything
From the ravens hair upon my head
To the feathers on my wings 
Ah, Life is grand I shouted
But death is just the best
And I glided to the bodies
And kill the fat man Vincent West
Who sat quietly in his chair
A grown man become a child
And I raise the gun up to his head
Executioner style
He made no attempt to resist
So fat and dull and lazy 
Didn't know I live in your street I cried
And he looked at me like I was crazy
Oh He said I had no idea 
He grew as quiet as a mouse
And the roar of the pistol when it went off
It blew the roof right off the house
Oh my God Oh my God
He shot him in the boop fracking head
Oh yeah. Oh yeah. I said oh yeah
I have no free will I sing
As a flew about the murder
Mrs. Richard home she screamed
Well, you really should have heard her
I sang, and I laughed I howled, and I wept
I panted and I squealed
I blew a hole in Mrs. Richard Holmes
Who used her husband as a shield
He screamed "You are an evil man!"
And I paused a while to wonder
If I have no free will
Then how can I be morally culpable
I wonder
I shot Richard Holmes in the stomach
And it felt good to take your life
I'm not sure, but I think that he thanked me
As he laid down next to his wife
It's nice to be nice I replied to him
And he gave the little cough
Oh yeah it's nice to be nice
And I neatly aimed and blew his head completely off 
I've lived in this town for thirty years
To no one, I am a stranger
And I put new bullets in my gun
Chamber upon chamber
When I turn my gun on a bird like Mr. Brooks
I thought of Saint Francis and his sparrows 
And as I shut down the youthful Richardson 
It was Sebastian I thought of and his arrow
Oh my God Oh my God
He shot him in the boop head
I said, I want to introduce myself
And I am glad that you all came
And I left up up on the bar
And I shouted out my name 
Well, Jerry bellows, he hugged his stool
Closed his eyes and shrugged and laughed 
And with an ashtray as big as a really bloody big rig
I split his skull in half
This hurts me more than it hurts you I said
And I sat on the bar and cried
And for a strange moment, no one moved or spoke
And they all sat blank back for a while 
It's nice to be nice I said again
And well it is, and that's a fact
I smiled and Henry Davenport
And I think Henry Davenport smiled back 
Well, from the position I was sitting
The strangest thing I ever saw
The bullet entered through the top of Henry's chest
And blew his bowels out on the floor 
Well, I floated down the counter
A showing no remorse 
I shot a hole in Kathleen Carpenter
A recently divorced
The remorse. I felt the remorse
I had come to everything
From the ravens hair upon my head
To the feathers on my wings 
Ah, Life is grand I shouted
But death is just the best
And I glided to the bodies
And kill the fat man Vincent West
Who sat quietly in his chair
A grown man become a child
And I raise the gun up to his head
Executioner style
He made no attempt to resist
So fat and dull and lazy 
Didn't know I live in your street I cried
And he looked at me like I was crazy
Oh He said I had no idea 
He grew as quiet as a mouse
And the roar of the pistol when it went off
It blew the roof right off the house
Oh my God Oh my God
He shot him in the boop fracking head