Feet in concrete on the slope of the river of law
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The sparkle in your eyes is Mr. Capone
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Shots in fractions of a bullet in exact calculations
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Classics in black under full control
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Sunday school how to squeeze a pimp
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Academy of Life, Don's thorny path
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Octopus tentacles of Chicago gorillas
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He started his career as a jazz club bouncer
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In the rhythm of the foxtrot, the shot of a machine gun poured
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To the sounds of the piano beat Gensta work
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The shadow of a skyscraper fell on the big city
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Where in every house they knew the face with a scar
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Rumor through the yards about the identity of Al Capone
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Carried by the wind in a new dark crime
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Battle under the firmament golden stamp
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It's always been hot on the streets of Chicago
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Style in black profile proud
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Chicago streets under control
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Look smooth crime new
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In the hands of Al Capone, business is harsh
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Keys of crime in the hands of the syndicate
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Last right to call lawyers
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In law, an obstacle under a black flag
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Chicago contracts on transactions payment
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Light fell from heavenly cascades for years
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Wandering like a sail without a map under the stars
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Whiskey and soda moderately uninhibited
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Mr. Capone took risky steps
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Authorities bought rollback meat packing plant
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A calm look always meant ALL WRIGHT
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Corner dry cleaning mouth toothpick
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"The mafia is in action!!!" shouts the newspaper boy
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Boxer haircut amendments to the law
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The bail is all paid on the freedom of Capone
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Fires in the district in the senate corruption
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Strangled with hands the main clause of the constitution
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City not sleeping bucks crispy
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blood on the asphalt Gensta real world
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Following beckoning somewhere far from the threshold
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A straight road leads to the city of sin
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Looks strictly look ablaze with fire
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Capone in Chicago at the round table
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Bat in hand sentence punishment
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Law and crime switched places
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The days are burning like bonfires, the bets are running words
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Burgundy skies is a prison at stake
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fiery river speed highway
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Brought authority to the rocks of Alcatraz
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The hour has struck in the heart of broken stones
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HE is already an old man with trembling hands
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Tears are flowing down in the eyes
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Extinguishing the star of the constellation Canis |