Now I don’t take pleasure in the man’s pain,
But my wrath will come down like the cold rain.
And there won’t be no shelter, no place you can go.
So put your hands up, time for surrender,
I’m a vigilante, my law’s defender,
You’re a wanted man, here everybody knows.
You better call the police, call the coroner,
Call up your priest, have it for you.
Walk in no peace when I find that fool
Who did that to you, yeah,
Who did that to you, my baby,
Who did that to you,
Gotta find that fool who did that to you.
Now he’ll keep on running, but I’m closing near,
I’ll hunt him down until the bitter end,
If you see me coming near then, who you gonna call?