2000 Volts - Big Bad Voodoo Daddy

He’s got a shark skin suit

And a diamond earring

He’s got jet black hair just like his mother

He’s got a jail tattoo of his long lost brother

He’s got a shotgun fuse don’t you pull his trigger

Broke from jail without a gun

Public enemy Number 1

Killed a man on the run

On the lam without bail

Heading straight back to jail

Nowhere else for him to go

Daddy-O!

Daddy-O!

He’s gonna make his mark in a Vegas hotel

You roll snake-eyes Jack!

(Yeah!)

He’s gonna make his money

But he’s a-headin' West on a killin' spree

Down in L.A. you know the killin’s free (Yeah!)

Broke from jail without a gun

Public enemy Number 1

Killed a man on the run

On the lam without bail

Heading straight back to jail

Nowhere else for him to go

He was born on the Fourth of July

The kinda guy when he spoke to you

He stared you straight in the eye

The kinda man when he walked in the room

You could feel it

And then, when he walked in the room —

It sounded like this:

He got a hundred years

And the electric chair

His final words were:

«I don’t care»

Broke from jail without a gun

Public enemy Number 1

Killed a man on the run

On the lam without bail

Heading straight back to jail

Nowhere else for him to go

The way the legend goes

He was executed shortly after midnight

Some witnesses say he seemed to be enjoying himself

One witness said he died with a smile on his face

He was a bad, bad man!