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

start talking from the brim of a thimble full of whiskey
On a train the Bronx that 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 of a fugitive's hat
You'll learn why liquor makes a stool pigeon rat on face
That ever left his shadow on Saint Marks place

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

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

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

And as the buzzard drove a sky
Beneath a wing halo
He was dealin' high in the mud
And stackin' the deck a dragnet's eye

A shivering Nightstick in a miserable
the siren for a lullaby singing him to sleep
He was from a buttonhole
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 to pay to be a hero anyhow

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

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

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

And the Nightstick winked a rainsoaked brim
Ain't no one seen hide nor of him see
No one but a spade on Island and me

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

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

You ask for Captain Charon with the mud on his
the skipper of the deadline steamer
And she sails the Bronx across the river Styx
And a just a ticket for a dreamer

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

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