Armored Saint

Yeah two feets they come a creepin
Like a black cat do
And two bodies are laying naked
Creeper thinks he got nothin to lose
So, he creeps up into this house yeah
And unlocks the door
And as a mans reaching for his trousers,
Shoots him full of thirty-eight holes
Its the saturday night special
Got a barrel thats so blue and cold
Aint good for nothin
But put a man six feet in the hole
Big jims been drinkin whiskey
And playin poker on a losin night
And pretty soon ol jim starts a-thinkin
Somebody been cheatin and lyin
So big jim commence to fightin
I wouldnt tell you no lie
Big jim done pull his pistol
And shot his friend right between the eyes
Its the saturday night special
Got a barrel thats so blue and cold
Aint good for nothin