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Buy me a and I'll tell you what I seen
And I'll give you a bargain the edge of a maniac's dream
That buys a black widow spider with a in his yarn
That's clinging to the furrow of a blind brow

I'll start talking the brim of a thimble full of whiskey
On a train through the Bronx will take you just as far
As the empty of a to the highway of a scar
That stretched the blacktop of my cheek like that

And then ducks beneath the brim of a hat
You'll learn why makes a stool pigeon rat on every face
That ever left his shadow on Saint Marks place

Hell, I'd double my mother if it was whiskey that they payed
And so an bird says Nightstick's on the hit parade
He ain't got a and his days are numbered
And you'll him down like a dog

Well, it's a tough customer, you're getting in this
'Cause the heart pumps lemonade
And whiskey keeps a blind man alright
And I'm the only one who knows where he stayed last night

He was in a wreckin' yard in a switchblade
In a wheelbarrow with nothing but revenge to keep him
And a half a dollars in unmarked bills
Was the Nightstick's blanket in a chill

And as the drove a crooked sky
Beneath a black wing
He was dealin' high in the mud
And stackin' the against a dragnet's eye

A shivering Nightstick in a heap
the siren for a lullaby singing him to sleep
He was bleeding from a
Torn by a slug, fired from the of a two dollar gun

That scorched a on the grip of a punk by now
Is learnin' what you have to pay to be a anyhow

He dressed the in his gut with a hundred dollar bandage
A king's ransom for a bedspread that don't to nuthin'
Just cobweb strings on a ukulele
And the Nightstick leaned on a black
With the poison of a junkie's promise on his lip

He staggered in the shadows screaming I ain't never afraid
And he shot out every light on the promenade
Past the ham and eggers at the penny arcade
And throwin' out handfuls of a blood stained
They were dead in tracks at the shootin' gallery

And they fired off a twenty-one gun
And the corner of his eye, he caught the alabaster orbs
And a dime a dance hall girl and stuffed a thousand dollar bill
In her blouse and caught the cruel and unusual of her smile

And the winked beneath a rainsoaked brim
Ain't no one hide nor hair of him see
No one but a on Riker's Island and me

And so if you're mad enough to listen to a full of blind man
Then you're mad enough to look beyond where bloodhounds to go
If you want to just where the Nightstick's hidin' out
You be down at the ferry landin', oh, let's say half past a nightmare

When it's twisted on a clock you tell 'em Nickels
Whiskey makes him talk

You ask for Charon with the mud on his kicks
He's the skipper of the deadline
And she sails from the Bronx across the river
And a riddle's a ticket for a dreamer

'Cause when the vane's sleepin' and the moon turns his back
You crawl on your belly 'long the tracks
And cross your heart and hope to die and stick a in your eye
'Cause he'd cut my bleedin' out if he found out that I squealed

'Cause you see a scarecrow, it's a hoodlum
Who marked the that he dealed
And a gypsy switch
Out on the edge of Potter's