Billy Bigtime wore a Stetson

Said his name was Lucky Willie

And the streets were taking bets on

Who would be the one to kill him

Had to say it was amazing

For a punk kid out of nowhere

Didn't let no low blow faze him

Billy Bigtime he struck lower

Run (Run) Through the fire

Everybody waiting for you to tire

Run (Run) Through the fire

There's always a faster gun for hire

Billy Bitime smellin' flowers

Had a Rolls and rolled with paisley

Come in a joint after hours

Thinkin' he was big as Jesus

Have to say he was a comer

And a porn star's here to win

In the cold in December

They got dressed, went in swimmin'

Run (Run) Through the fire

Everybody waiting for you to tire

Run (Run) Through the fire

There's always a faster gun for hire

Crossfire

Billy Bigtime had to give up

All his billion dollar mommas

Billy found he couldn't live up

To his billion dollar promise

One day it quickly ended

Found face down in a gutter

Billy was shot down

Shot down by his own brother

Crossfire

Run (Run) Through the fire

Everybody waiting for you to tire

Run (Run) Through the fire

There's always a faster gun for hire