Jack on fire-The Gun Club

I am like Jack, I am from southern land I'm holding your happiness in my hand The sun behind me is a sexual red And all your bounty-hunting ghosts are dead I am like Jack and I tell you this I will be your lover and exorcist In the stillness of the mosquito sunset You will make love to me to your very best Hey, hey, I'm a Jack on fire Hey, hey, your lips kiss Jack on fire Way back in the Indian days Nothing could drive the heat away Drive the search and murder of lost enemies Drive deep into what is never seen And like Jack, there is a heat to the fight Like a moth detects a heat to the light And like Jack, I will covet everything that is you Because, the heat in you will temporarily do Hey, hey, I'm a Jack on fire Hey, hey, your lips kiss Jack on fire When you fall in love with me We can dig a hole by the willow tree Then, I will f**k you until you die Bury you and kiss this town goodbye It will be unhappy, it will be sad But, it will be understood that I am bad! So don't you go and lie to me 'Cause everyday is Judgment Day with me