Fat City

There no new Christmas shoes, baby
For your lady this year
Yeah no gangster toys
For your kids this year
Just the door slams
Door slams!
Getting hammered baby
By the X Ray cuffs
Yeah the mob sores
The sword of lords
Just like drugs
Damn baby!
Damn damn
Famous land
Famous land
Yeah famous land
Damn baby
Yeah you’re facing the axe again baby
Again and again
Again and again
MMMM baby, oh
Now that old Fat City’s here
A fucking cold winds coming again, baby
You’re getting the axe in the face, baby
Yeah you’re looking at some severe blues…
Get on the borderline baby
Get on the borderline baby
Get on the borderline baby
Take the hell train train train
Get on the borderline baby
Get on the borderline baby
Look at some severe blues
In your hammered face
No new Christmas shoes
No new gangster toys
Your kids this year
Getting hammered
Getting hammered
Getting hammered
Hey cool, Alex