He went to work
Went on with a Thompson
gun
Ten magazines and his case weighed a
ton
Booked a hotel room with a view of the
street
And a speakeasy bar room where the
hoodlums all meet
He sat up till
dawn
The sky was all torn
The sun was
a slaughter of red
But he waited until he
slayed before he went to bed
For the one
with the stick pin
Who shot his daddy
dead
He knelt with the parts spread
on the hotel room floor
For cleaning and
oiling when he heard the door
He called out
"Who's that?"
And a voice said "The
maid."
He said "Come later, if you want to
get laid."
He waited till ten
Then he saw the men
Four men in a Ford
limousine
He fired through the curtain so
he would not be seen
And got all four of
those men
And he got away clean
Revenge is sweet
Revenge is sweet
You know
Revenge is sweet
Revenge
so sweet
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