Killing Machine - Chuck Prophet

She had a song in her heart

She had a baby to feed

She was working her steps

Just trying to stay clean

She had a song in her heart

He was a killing machine

He was a killing machine

He walked into a store

He came out with a gun

It was as easy as pie

Like he was paying for gum

He walked out of the store

He was a killing machine

He was a killing machine

She went out for a smoke

On a hot afternoon

It was the end of July

With all the lilies in bloom

She stepped out for a smoke

He was a killing machine

He was a killing machine