I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in self-defense I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy, oh no All around in my home town They're trying to track me down They say they want to bring me

Riding herd through sun and the rain Panning for gold on the cuff We've did everything in the book I guess And a lot that they never thought up Oh Jim, Jim, so you're ridin' on ahead Well if that?s how it?s going to be Jim, Jim, I wore a tie today The

Oh yeah, oh yeah ah, ah, ah ah Darlin' makes 'em do it now (Busted) hey (Busted) hey, yeah Ah ah ah ah ah ah HeyHey, hey mama said the way you move Gon' make you sweat, gon' make you groove Ah ah child way ya shake that thing Gon' make you burn, gon' make

Asian girls everywhere, UCLA I'm on my ballin' each and every day You see me babe? You see me babe? Am I the only one you sleepin' with?" I'm on my ish, call it I watch these haters take they shots like they were alcoholics "What is he wearing? Somebody

(Everything has got to get better) Yeah yeah yeah HeyHey yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah Whoa ho oh oh oh My grandmother suits was tailor made, Sundays Mahalia played

Your foothills Dry dunes cater for jumping boys From the nape of her neck he made his descent They watched men hurl from rock to sea Like sternum to button, lined lip pinches in between Iris swims quietly beside me Oh the leaves and larger weeds sway and

And why should I spend time running for my life? And when the skies are open, we'll still be singing this I know they're coming for me, we're not the pitchfork kids Ooh, ooh, it's the loneliest life that we live Ooh, ooh, we're not running with the

Go to the penthouse floor (let's go, let's go, let's go) All this trouble in this here town All this shit going down When will they focus, on this Streets ride up with the TV crews Look ma, we on the news But they didn't notice Before this They float

Another one bites the dust Out of the doorway the bullets rip And another one gone, and another one gone HeyHey, I'm gonna get you, too To the sound of the beat Bite the dust Oh, let's go Steve walks warily down the street

We can all get some, yeah, we can all get paid HeyHey everybody, we don't have to live this way Yeah, we've all been there before and it goes oh She maxed her credit cards and don't got a job She pays for gas with all the change in her car It's not the end