Here comes another one with his hat in his hand
Looking for a handout from me and the band
Saying I better take it or leave it, chum
He said "It'll be good exposure"
Like he was offering some kind of closure
And I said "Up North, you know, people die from exposure"
And by the way

There's gonna be a hanging, they're gonna put on a show
I'm super pissed that I have to go
They keep telling me that they need me to tie the knot
So I'm gonna bring whisky, gonna start a fight
That's my plan for Saturday night
 If I ain't already expired from over-exposure 

He said "It'll be magnificent exposure
Of that you can be sure
Hell, son, don't you want to be famous one of these days?
I'm gonna spread your name all around
All over this tinsel town
And you might even pick up some spare change along the way"
I said "Looky here"

 There's gonna be a hanging, they're gonna put on a show
I'm super pissed that I have to go
They keep telling me that they need me to be my own witness
So I'm gonna bring whisky, I'm gonna start a fight
That's my plan for Saturday night
 If I don't get arrested downtown for indecent exposure 

I could tell I wasn't getting through
When he said "Here, son, let me explain it to you
You kiss my ass, I turn the other cheek
And then you kiss my ass some more
Or there's the door"
He said, "It's a sure way to get your name out there" 
And as he combed his greasy hair 
I spattered back, "The surest way to get your name out there
Is on a tombstone"
And by the way

 There's gonna be a hanging, they're gonna put on a show
I'm super pissed that I have to go
They keep telling me that they need me to pull the lever
So I'm gonna bring whisky, I'm gonna start a fight
That's my plan for Saturday night
So don't you keep telling me that it's good exposure