There's a mad wind blowin down the ninety nine And the ghosts of NYC they'll be doin' just fine When that little smith & wesson gonna light up the night All she show'd when she heard were them cold pearly whites None of them kisses dropped down in the hole While the midnight sun played the starring role Was gonna turn the tide in that black Cadillac Next to them little white rails and cold hard facts
So when you get done dancing and the rain slows down (rain's all gone) We'll all meet up at eddy's o'er in chinatown (in the great beyond)
Now you think you know the answer but you got it all wrong And the days too short and the nights too long And you wake up to find your worlds falling apart In a fifty dollar dress over a broken heart Dig in the dirt dance with the dogs Roll around on the ground lost in the fog Stomp on tomorrow like a big black drum Pull your head back and spit at the sun
So when you get done dancing and the lights go down (sunshine's gone) We'll all meet up at eddy's o'er in chinatown (in the great beyond)
There's a fifty on the table theirs trouble down the line 200,000 dollars in a bag they'll never find You know you'll never see her walking through your door & the bars about to close and the sky's about to pour You take your last slug and stumble to the street Pull the gun out of your pocket and you whisper trick or treat And as you pull the trigger beyond a shadow of a doubt You hear her whispering your name and then the lights go out
So when you get done dancing and your six feet underground (sun's all gone) We'll all meet up at eddy's o'er in chinatown (in the great beyond)
Compositor: Robert Linwood Schneider ECAD: Obra #25170091