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Shakey got a twelve guage in his hand
sawed off to the limit, he's got a vague plan
There's this liquor store on
another one down on Washington Square
He's pretty no one's ever seen him down around there

The first one's bird shot, the next are double aught buck
The last one's a just for good luck
He's got his in his pocket
He wants to score as as he's done
He can't wait to get to get long gone
He puts on his long coat off a short note
himself down and waits for the sun to go down

It's right around midnight and there's
Too many people on this street
walked all the way from Battery Park
He's got sweaty and burning feet
He's desperate for a fix, his screaming, "Get me high"
He bursts through the door and one fly

Sunrise in the and Davey's cold as stone
He got some bad and he was all alone
Two more unsolved mysteries, a lot of paper pushed
Most are just waking up in this great big town