She came, as in the book, Spillane That Saturday night masquerade Had filled his friend lead, The same, but then As nothing happens the same
is the game He had to check her right away, he dead Sam Space, his Archer, first to go, he got it She spelt it out, how could they The 'Fatman' got it, he
Her sister didn't really at all Confusion, he His chase led to the To face the friends of Mr.
That night, the crosser got it right he was really dim He to Sam a double gin Finn
He woke, the had gone but not his gun They'd left a note to him on The chase to find the Falcon, you bet
Early thirties gangster Set to population From Chicago to Kong Via Istanbul the Talking
Dirty rats prohibition flowed through gangsterism Acting out his fantasy in Hollywood's The best part for the best Al Capone he to prison
Citizen Kane fast and quickly conquerin' Ol' New York Poking fun at superstition, media became me Cagney any day or Jimmy Stewart for President
Or Edward 'G' and all those Who always shoot the eyes Between the eyes, the eyes love, do you work, do you work for Mother?
Chances could call and that, be no other as it might, disappear correspond with color Chance is the fruit will what is now the brother Call for total wealth to distribute like a
In and white, give it joy, give it, let it hit you Spoil our existence by extreme gift to Father do you work, do you work for Mother? me straight, be the Godfather, be no other
Media Kings us now give us total movie Now being here, now, being here believing One on one to to you Like film stars they get to you
You've his appeal He wants you so, he wants to be you Then you pass by him the other side of you the mystics do
So that every time he moves, he for you Soul and light can always see the of true love and she This silent and I, I guess a lonely mind might see I've love on the screen
I've seen a screen and me-oh How often this, how often, this the of you And so, I must whatever I see I'm meant to be with you With you with you you, with you
golden movies, talkies, Technicolor, long ago My younger stand clearer, clearer than my footprints Stardom greats I've followed Closer the nearest heartbeat
Longer that expected, there great Oh love, oh love, to see them on the silver screen, oh my Clark Gable, Fairbanks, Maureen
Fantasy would fill my and I love fantasy so much Did you see in the morning I really talked, yes, I did, to early dawning light And I was privileged to be as I am to day To be you, to be with you