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