Valentine Day Massacre

St Valentine’s Day Massacre

Better hope you’re somewhere else but here

40 feet wide if you’re inside you’re dead in an instant

But saints and devils are in our everyday it comes to

Who you choose whose side you’re on can’t sit on a fence

If you do you give up your soul your inner being

You’ll rot in hell in a jail cell if you’re  lucky but luck looks away

So you’ll die the same way you paid for slice your carotid artery


Or a bullet in the back of the head dick and balls in your throat


Duke Ellington tried to go to Philly and left the Apollo Theater


They sent down a man told Philly Fahget About It or have a dirt nap


So the Duke and his band packed up their bags on the way back to NYC

Did an extended stand at the Apollo but the cash never came their way

That’s the way we lived trying to live anyway but that’s the life we choose

We are Young Turks in the city and we dont act any way but less than pretty

Joe the Boss goes to eat on Coney Island blood runs out cold but dinner is warm

Lucky steps up maybe 2nd in command but he hangs with a Jew Lansky

Murder Inc with a linc to the homeland so this is the life we choose

Must be fucking crazy or living life like i had a lobotomy because around
The corner is a bullet or some cuffs if im lucky or a slit of my throat

But saints and devils live among we dance between the darkness of us

Give up your soul or choose what is right to sleep within your self

You can live like a devil but if you die
You go to Hell

You can live like a saint no promises so
You can die before the Devil goes To Hell