I was born with a gun in my hand got my first pair of shoes from a dying man
They say a poor man ain't got nothing to lose but all I've ever had is what I've taken
I've been arrested I've been battered and bruised the laws of god and men I've forsaken
Ain't got no soul ain"t got no woman to hold I'm a fading yellow picture of a dead man
I've dreamed of gold but my skin is growing cold I'm a fading yellow picture of a dead man

Since I learned to walk I've been hopping trains I'm a slave to the booze and the cocaine
Always knew I'd end up outlined in chalk dying young and leaving no one to miss me
That don't bother me none got three dollars in my sock I got pistol and a litre flask of whiskey
Have a good long look in my eyes see the darkening of the sky I'm a fading yellow picture of a dead man
My bullet's what your life buys as I feed you dirty lies I'm a fading yellow picture of a dead man

I'm gon' take the low road man and you go take the high and I'll kill all those standing by the wayside
Those credit cards and cubicles will kill you in the end as cable tv holds you in its zombie spell
But all you yuppy hypocrits and all your fancy friends are gonna meet with me again one day down in hell
See what your prayers bring as I spread my fiery wings I'm a fading yellow picture of a dead man
Take off your rings you can't bring any of your things I'm a fading yellow picture of a dead man

I've dreamed of gold but my skin is growing cold I'm a fading yellow picture of a dead man
Ain't got no soul ain"t got no woman to hold I'm a fading yellow picture of a dead man