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Shakey Davey's got a twelve gauge in his hand |
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It's sawed off to the limit |
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He's got a vague plan |
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There's this liquor store on Madison |
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There's another one down on Washington square |
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He's pretty sure no one's ever seen him |
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Down around there |
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The first one's birdshot the next four are double aught buck |
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The last one's a slug just for good luck |
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He's got his works in his pocket |
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He wants to score as soon as he's done |
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He can't wait to get straight to get long gone |
| [02:33.894] |
He puts on his long coat scribbles off a short note |
| [02:37.790] |
Sits himself down and waits for the sun to go down |
| [02:44.225] |
It's right around midnight and there's still too damn many people on this street |
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He's walked all the way from Battery Park he's got sweaty hands and burnin' feet |
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He's desperate for a fix |
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His body's screamin' "Get me high" |
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He bursts through the door and lets one fly |
| [04:00.588] |
Sunrise in the park and Davey's cold as stone |
| [04:08.572] |
He got some bad merchandise and he was all alone |
| [04:17.776] |
Two more unsolved mysteries a iot of paper pushed around |
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Most folks are just wakin' up in this great big town |
