Mafia Song

Yes it is a song about the Mafia

Tall, blazen, covered in blue

Black suit and well groomed too

You’ve got me on the ground

Kneeling for the sound of relief

 

Tinted windows, embroidered guns

Loan sharks with their dirty funds

Got me begging for mercy

Thirsty for retribution, institution-alize me…

 

Kneecaps a few when funding is due

So take it from me, your referee

On the game of dirty money

 

(chorus)

All my days are numbered yet

Follow the path to pass the test

And hear my soul whispering in your ear

We’ll make sure you never escape your fear

 

Moustache, slick hair, tie of red

A gun held up says what needs to be said

We’ll find what needs to be found

For we’re a profound organization

 

Classy brothels, tapped-out hoes

We crack knuckles and break your toes

Won’t you break out the herses

Your purses won’t pay the fines for the lines you buy

 

Green turned to red, the city has fled

To the sea, unable to pay their fee

Just simply to be

 

(chorus)

All my days are numbered yet

Follow the path to past the test

And hear my soul whispering in your ear

We’ll make sure you never escape your fear

 

(attempt at bridge)

Heroism is a trait

Stoicism ain’t

But its all we have

So fancy a chance to dance….with the Mafia

 

Rough, chiseled, down with the dogs

Line them up like a row of logs

Shoot them down without a fight

A bark less than its bite

 

Rose petals, dusty drawers

Another group of office w****s

Begging me for money

But honey you’re dead to me

 

Look up to the boons for the festering wounds

Placed on your back, you lack

Something, as a matter of fact

 

(chorus)

All my days are numbered yet

Follow the path to past the test

And hear my soul whispering in your ear

We’ll make sure you never escape your fear