The World's Oldest Hitman

There was murder in my mind
And an aching in my bones.
A gun strapped to my side,
And a cane to ease my groans.
I'm the world's oldest hitman.
Yes the world's oldest hitman.

I've got a contract in my hand,
And my pills are in my pocket.
I stop from killing a man,
As I shout out "Sonny stop it!"
I'm the world's oldest hitman.
Yes the world's oldest hitman.

Kids today have it easy
They've got greed
No respect for the craft today
They want speed
When I was their age
Our elders wouldn't take this
And now they think they can take us for a ride
The only thing they respect is a 45


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