Lyrics to Slack Hands by Gallino
The curtain calls through the concrete walls
Marks where the big boys have taken their falls
One crazy caper get your names in the papers
If you stomp it away then the world will be sweating
Friendly fire is down by the chiwon,two miles from hell, the squeeze must be over
yells in the cells
skinz in the alleys
Keep your shirt on your back, slack hands be picking
Late night reprisals, who's buying? Who's selling?
And you're damned if you do and you're damned if you don't
Oh Lord, oh Lord look at that
He's out in the open, and he's swingin a bat
He's gonna Swing swing swing like you do
You're gonna
Swing swing swing to follow through
Connection made
You're gonna get it bad but he's having the best time he ever had
City lost in midnight, you have been warned
She will keep her secrets you have been warned
He said there ain't no new way and you got your way
And I'm with my way and my way is out about
A river's been flowing, so flowing river's free
The boys from the Musi and the Thames and the time
So put on an iron shirt keep your shirt on your back
Slack hands are picking, picking at you-
Bad Taste on the breeze, laced with wishful thinking
but if wishes were horses and beggars could ride
City lost in midnight, you have been warned
She will keep your secrets you have been warned
Run run run, run real hard x3
Shut down the night, shut down the night
Run run run, run real hard x3
Shut down the night, I gotta shut down the night
Run run run, run real hard x7
Shut down the night, shut down the night
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