Here's a little story about a man named Ken
Poor punk guy barely kept his belly fed
Then one day he was shootin' at some hicks
They fell down dead and Ken said, "Oh Shit!"
Next thing you know Ken is on the lam
The kin-folks said "Ken leave Alabam"
They said "Californy is the place you aughtta jam"
So he loaded up his truck and he moved to San Fran
Now he's a wanted man and he works at Mordam
