Mr. SI額gal

i spent all my money in a mexican whorehouse, across the street from a
catholic church, and then i wiped off my revolver, and i buttoned up my
burgundy shirt, i shot the morning in the back, with my red wings on, i told
the sun hed better go back down, and if i can find a book of matches, im
goin to burn this hotel down.
you got to tell me brave captain, why are the wicked so strong, how do the
angels get to sleep, when the devil leaves the porchlight on.
well i dropped thirty grand on the nugget slots, i had to sell my ass on
fremont street , and the drummer said theres sanctuary, over at the bagdad
room, and now its one for the money, two for the show, three to get ready,
and go man go, i said tell me mr. siegel , how do i get out of here.
well willards knocked out on a bottle of heat, drivin dangerous curves
across the dirty sheets, he said man you ought to see her, when her parents
are gone , man you ought to hear her when the sirens on.
you got to tell me brave captain, why are the wicked so strong, how do the
angels get to sleep, when the devil leaves the porchlight on.
dont you know that aint no broken bottle, that i picked up in my
headlights, on the other side of the nevada line, where they live hard die
young, and have a good lookin corpse every time, well the pit-boss said i
should keep movin, this is where you go when you die, and so i shot a black
beauty, and i kissed her right between the eyes.
well willard's knocked out on a bottle of heat, drivin dangerous curves
across the dirty sheets, he said when the ***** is wound up, and her parents
are gone, man you ought to hear her with the siren on.
you got to tell me brave captain, why are the wicked so strong, how do the
angels get to sleep, when the devil leaves the porchlight on.