Now I'm not afraid to do the Lord's work,
You say vengeance is his but Imma do it first.
I'm gonna handle my business in the name of the law.
Now if he made you cry, oh, I gotta know,
If he's not ready to die, he best prepare for it.
My judgement's divine, I'll tell you who you can call,
You better call the police, call the coroner,
Call up your priest, have him warn ya.
Won't be no peace when I find that fool
Gotta find that fool who did that to you.
Now I don't take pleasure in a 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.
It's time to put your hands up, time for surrender,
I'm a vigilante, my love's defender,
You're a wanted man, here everybody knows.
You better call the police, call the coroner,
Call up your priest, have him warn ya.
Won't be no peace when I find that fool
Gotta find that fool who did that to you.
Now he'll keep on running, but I'm closing in,
I'll hunt him down 'til the bitter end,
If you see me coming near, who you gonna call?
You better call the police, call the coroner,
Call up your priest, have him warn ya.
Won't be no peace when I find that fool
You better call the doctor, call the lawyer,
I chase ‘em all the way to California,