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

The first one's bird shot, the four are double aught buck
The last one's a slug just for luck
He's got his works in his
He wants to as soon as he's done
He can't to get straight to get long gone
He puts on his long coat scribbles off a short
Sits down and waits for the sun to go down

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

Sunrise in the park and cold as stone
He got some bad merchandise and he was all
Two unsolved mysteries, a lot of paper pushed around
Most folks are just waking up in great big town