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

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

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

Hell, I'd double cross my mother if it was whiskey they payed
And so an early bird says Nightstick's on the hit
He got a prayer and his days are numbered
And you'll track him down a dog

Well, it's a tough customer, you're in this trade
'Cause the Nightstick's heart pumps
And whiskey keeps a man talkin' alright
And I'm the only one who just where he stayed last night

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

And as the buzzard drove a sky
a black wing halo
He was dealin' high in the mud
And stackin' the deck against a eye

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

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

He dressed the hole in his gut a hundred dollar bandage
A king's for a bedspread that don't amount to nuthin'
Just cobweb on a busted ukulele
And the Nightstick leaned on a shillelagh
With the poison of a junkie's broken on his lip

He staggered in the shadows I ain't never been afraid
And he shot out every street light on the
Past the frozen ham and eggers at the penny
And throwin' out of a blood stained salary
They were in their tracks at the shootin' gallery

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

And the Nightstick winked beneath a rainsoaked
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 to listen to a full of whiskey blind man
Then you're mad enough to look beyond where dare to go
If you to know 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 you tell 'em Nickels sentcha
Whiskey always makes him

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

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

'Cause you see a scarecrow, it's just a
Who marked the cards he dealed
And a gypsy switch
Out on the edge of Field