Vigilantes' Paradise
To be sung to the tune of "Amish Paradise", because I don't have a copy of "Gangsta's Paradise."

As I ride from the valley where the duels are fought,
I take a quick talley of what's left and what's not,
Three flat tires and a smoking front end,
My armor is gone and the frame is bent.

At 11 in the evenin' it's still not fixed,
The suspension's shot and the tranny's nixed...fool,
I've been fightin' these creepers so long,
That I've kinda gotten used to everything bein' wrong.

There's the sky above, and the road below,
Got a gun in my hand, and it ain't for show,
When we've capped the last creeper and won back the west,
There's gonna be a funky party that'll top all the rest.

We've been spendin' most out lives,
Livin' in a Vigilantes' Paradise,
Pay no attention to traffic lights,
Livin' in a Vigilantes' Paradise,
Shoot first, and don't think twice,
Livin' in a Vigilantes' Paradise,
Those creeper's will pay the ultimate price,
Livin' in a Vigilantes' Paradise

One of my buddies bit the dust last week,
Loss is pain, but revenge is sweet,
The guy who took him out is now 6 ft under,
To mess with my gang is the ultimate blunder.

Now the tide's turnin' nasty and I don't know why,
Even the cops don't seem to be on justice's side,
No one seems to know why all this shit's goin' down,
But we'll find the guy behind it and take him out...fool.

Don't come 'round us with hostile intentions,
'Cause you won't get out alive under any conditions,
We're the law of this land,
So don't cross us at all,
And you won't be the one to take the fall.
 

There's no peace, no rest, just blood and fire,
As we fight to win back the West,
When the engines roar and bullets fly,
You put your courage to the test.

We've been spendin' most our lives,
Livin' in a Vigilantes' Paradise,
Keep your fourty-five by your side,
Livin' in a Vigilantes' Paradise,
Every day is a fight for life,
Livin' in a Vigilantes' Paradise,
A creeper's born, a creeper dies,
Livin' in a Vigilantes' Paradise.

Loadin' up on ammo, take it to the road,
Chase down another creeper, fill 'im full of holes,
Think you're really lawless?
Think you can make the rules?
Let us show you what we do with big tough "lawless" fools...

You plan to bring America down onto its knees,
But we're already tearin' down all the power that you've seized,
The tide is changing, it's our turn,
Try and run, try to hide, but in the end you're gonna burn.

We've been spendin' most out lives,
Livin' in a Vigilantes' Paradise,
Sleep by day and ride by night,
Livin' in a Vigilantes' Paradise,
8 track tapes and fuzzy dice,
Livin' in a Vigilantes' Paradise,
Keep up the noble fight,
Livin' in a Vigilantes' Paradise.