Hold My Fire

He happened upon my late night scene
 He rode into town about 12: 15
 In a '69 overpainted Emerald Green
 Smelling like weed and Alf Fouchine
 'Said that he was looking for this kid, Eugene
 Who lived on the corner of Fifth and Macy
 Gene was messin' 'round with his wife, Doreen
 Under the kicked-in door he heard him scream
 He said
 "I've got so much trouble on my mind
 That I even scare myself sometimes
 I make a threat, my conscious sweats,
 My mind gets set and I'm gone"
 Somebody better hold me back
 Somebody better hold me back
 Slap my face and get me back on track
 I'll pull my pin
 I won't be ashamed to sin
 If I don't hold my fire
 hold my fire
 It happened so fast,
 But before I knew
 he pulled a cold .45 from the heel of his shoe
 I heard two shots and Gene caught one
 Then he was gone just as quick as he'd come
 'Said
 "I've got so much trouble on my mind
 That I even scare myself sometimes
 I make a threat, my conscious sweats,
 My mind gets set and I'm gone"
 Somebody better hold me back
 Somebody better hold me back
 Slap my face and get me back on track
 I'll pull my pin
 I won't be ashamed to sin
 If I don't hold my fire
 I don't hold my fire
 I've got so much trouble on my mind
 That I even scare myself sometimes
 I make a threat, my conscious sweats,
 My mind gets set and I'm gone
 I'm gone
 I'm gone
 I'm gone, I'm too far gone
 Somebody better hold me back
 Somebody better hold me back
 Slap my face and get me back on track
 I will pull this pin
 I won't be ashamed to sin
 If I don't hold my fire
 Hold my fire