There is a bad guy in this town The town is small; word gets around People approach out on the street They stop to chat; they stop to greet Once formalities are all done, They get right to for what they’ve come They ask the words, they have to dare Is that the bad guy right over there? There's a filthy creep in this town The town is small; word got around Tempers have risen; blood is boiled And fists have clenched for what was soiled Whispers pass in the grocery store What that creep’s earned and more and more These words will do much more than scare For that fucking bad guy over there There is a dirtbag in this town One with bad hands that got around People know where those hands have been Yeah, people know it can happen How did that dirtbag get a pass? There he goes walking, bold as brass People would like to do worse than stare At that fucking bad guy over there There is a scumbag in this town So little girls can’t run around Little boys too must stay inside Beneath their beds, the kids will hide But there’s that scumbag walking free Saying, no, no, no, he’s not guilty And this bullshit’s not even rare Seeing fucking bad guys over there There is a bad guy in this town And someone might not fuck around Someone might say enough’s enough Someone might prove that bitch ain’t tough Someone who’s strong and not a kid Might show the price for what he did Someone might do much more than glare At the fucking bad guy over there There is a bad guy in this town Let’s say the cops say he goes down He goes to jail and lights go out Bitch, go and scream; go on and shout Inmates will have that final say Go on and plead, go on and pray Go on and beg, no one will care About the fucking bad guy bleeding there There is a bad guy in this town But still he walks—he’s up, not down He’s not in jail; he’s above ground The talk just keeps going around For many years, he’s walked away While kids must cry; while kids must pay Because he caught them in his snare That fucking bad guy right over there Dear scumbag walking in this town You’ll meet someone walking around We pray it won’t be fucking quick What they might then do with a brick What they might do then with a knife May you beg them to end your life That is this fucking whole town’s prayer For that fucking bad guy over there