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WIGGLE

Parking garage

Unlock the Cadillac

Never heard the footsteps

Right behind my back

Didn’t turn around

Wasn’t time for that

Professional job

A real sneak attack

Next thing I knew

Heard crazy laughter

Loaded in the trunk

I’m talking about disaster

Cement overshoes

Sunk in the sea

Nobody in the world

Would know what became of me

Got that knife, got that knife in my back

Got that knife

A real sneak attack

Got that knife

Got that knife in my back

ROSCOE

Roscoe the copper, he looked at me

He said Fatman, you appear guilty

Just once, I said Roscoe, you could give me a break. 

Do I acccuse you of being on the take

Well I don’t

Truth is buddy

I’m as honest as you

Don’t believe me? You don’t have a clue

I don’t have any ill-gotten gains

That just ain’t my kind of game

Well it’s not

So go buy some doughnuts buddy

Get back in your car.

Need to talk to me?

I’m not going far.

MORE ABOUT DORIS

A few words about my baby

 if you got the time

I know that I am bragging, 

but that Ian’’t no crime

As I’ve mentioned before 

she got that va va room

Every heads starts cranking 

when she walks into the room

Talking about her prowling hands

A nibble on my ear

30 seconds of this and my problems disappear

She’s my alpha and omega

The real deal bottom to top

I could go on forever

Lucky for you I’ll just stop

I’d only leave you jealous

Wondering how I got this deal

I’ve had this conversation before

I know just how you feel

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN OF THE JURY

I got one last argument to make

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury

Offering a statement

Takes as long as it takes

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury

Answered all your questions

What you wondered about

Couple more minutes here

And you won’t have any doubts

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury

You could say I’m guilty

Lots of things I shouldn’t have done

Fabrication

Confabulation

Little lies and bigger ones

In the service of justice

I suppose you could excuse me.

Right and wrong, complicated

No need to be so choosy

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury

WE BOTH KNOW

We both know, sister, we both know

We both know the nothing you say is true

Cost of doing business, what else can I do

We both know, well, we both know

Alpha Omega Asset Management

You gonna hear from them

If you don’t pay the rent you’re going to hear from them

Say you start out with a million little lies

The dog’s sick, your car’s broke, you momma just died

We both know that none of that is true

But I’m the landlord, you’re the tenant, what else can we do

The toilet didn’t break itself

The dishes in the sink you never made a dent

The cockroaches well they found a happy home

The mice obviously have been free to roam

You busted up the joint

What else can I say

Please save the dumb excuses for another day

We both know 

We both know

WHO SHARPENED THE KNIFE?

He knew who sharpened the knife

He had a plan for the execution

You could say he made a stupid bet

That he thought of as a solution

That world of grubbing

Chasing after dough

Money, wine and women

Don’t take nothing slow

Pool boys, accountants, maids and handymen

Think you ever got enough? Brother think again

Ain’t never enough

Ain’t no way to stop

Keep marching down that golden road

Until the day you drop

Don’t make no sense

The problem was immense

But brother I always knew

Who sharpened the knife

PLAY IT

How do you want to play it

Call it living, call it dead. 

Maybe consider

Call it halfway instead 

Halfway to nothing

Gateway to eternity

In touch with the cosmic forces

Or lost in an empty sea

Of memory

Of obligation

Of unpaid debt

Lost in the pathways of your life

So much you can’t forget

So how do you want to play it

Digging out your memories

How do you want to play it

Will you be satisfied by what you see

TOPSIDE

Topside

Marge is opening the portal

Topside

Setting us loose among the mortals

Topside

Man here we go

Shuffling toward that ladder, well don’t you know

Clank clank clank

Up rusty steel stairs

Pop the manhole cover and we’re loose up there

Topside

Birds are a cheeping

Topside

There we go a creeping

Topside

Toward a car to steal

Can’t wait to get behind the wheel

Mercedes-Benz baby what can I say

Ain’t going to drive no Chevrolet

Topside 

Gonna settle some scores

Topside

Can’t ask for nothing more

Topside

Replacing evil with good

Gonna straighten out your neighborhood

Fresh air

The clouds

The leaves in the trees

About as happy as I’ll ever be

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN OF THE JURY

I got one last argument to make

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury

Offering a statement

Takes as long as it takes

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury

Answered all your questions

What you wondered about

Couple more minutes here

And you won’t have any doubts

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury

You could say I’m guilty

Lots of things I shouldn’t have done

Fabrication

Confabulation

Little lies and bigger ones

In the service of justice

I suppose you could excuse me.

Right and wrong, complicated

No need to be so choosy

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury

HER MONEY

She’s got the money

Bundles of dough

You think that I’d be happy

But what do you know

Wanna be a provider

Make my baby satisfied

She’s got all the moolah

Gift from Duke after he died

Maybe he tried to undermine me

Prove that I’m an empty purse

A beggar at the table

And what’s even worse

The mansion

The Jaguar

Fine suits, vintage wine

I’d give it all up gladly

If Doris were only mine

She’s got all the money

Bundles of dough

I miss our old life together

More than you could ever know

It ain’t money that’s important

It ain’t the wealth you see

It’s the warmth of love in her heart

I don’t know that she agrees

AS IT SO HAPPENED

As it so happened

Parts began to disappear

Where did Duke’s eyebrows go

That wasn’t clear

Eyeballs were saying

No sale, we’ve disappeared

Dying by bits and pieces

Unitl he was no longer here

As it so happens

As it so happens

What the universe giveth

It will also take away

Are we saying good bye Duke

Well there is no way to say

As it so happens

As it so happens

So is it bye-bye, buddy

Any way to tell

A ticket to heaven 

Or might it be hell

THIS IS GOING TO BE HUGE

This is going to be huge

Jumbo size, hear what I say

Tell the naysayers, stay out of my way

They got a concept

They got a plan

Dudes in the underworld say I’m their man

Ain’t no way around it

This is going to be huge

You got your past

You got your present

Needless to say you got your now

Get yourself hooked up with that

Take it from me, you’ll be shouting wow

This is going to be huge

We’ll hold the patent

For the whole planet

Money? We’ll be making it like bandits

The long and the short

This is going to be huge

WHERE’S THE EVIDENCE?

Where’s the evidence?

Way the cops are acting

Evidence, ain’t really lacking

Got the body

Got the knife in the back

The knife that came

From my kitchen rack

How many guys would go for murdering Duke

Let’s just say, it wasn’t a fluke

He sprung a lot of perps

Who were back out on the street

The kind of characters

You would’t care to meet

Question is, 

Where’s the evidence

Question is, where’s the evidence

Don’t make no sense

Unless you got more evidence

SWOLLEN FEET

There I go shuffling down the street

Cops got my car 

I got two swollen feet

Bicycle if I’m in a rush

State of my heart

I just can’t push it too much

Kids think it’s hilarious

Yelling at me

Hey hey there Mr Fatman

Don’t you agree

Roads aing’t built

For your kind of weight

400 pounds

What can asphalt take

Same old streets

Same old town

I’m just struggling to get around

Tracking down the undead

Well as I can

But I’m stumbling

An old exhausted man

ROSCOE

Roscoe the copper, he looked at me

He said Fatman, you appear guilty

Just once, I said Roscoe, you could give me a break. 

Do I acccuse you of being on the take

Well I don’t

Truth is buddy

I’m as honest as you

Don’t believe me? You don’t have a clue

I don’t have any ill-gotten gains

That just ain’t my kind of game

Well it’s not

So go buy some doughnuts buddy

Get back in your car.

Need to talk to me?

I’m not going far.

A THOUSAND GUYS

A thousand guys could have done tit

Put a knife in Duke Black’s back

And we’re not counting the women 

who might have dreamed up an attack

But if you kept a tally of friends and enemies

In Duke Blcks ledger book

You would have found a balance 

lacking friends and favoring crooks

But who forsees the future

Don’t we believe that things will work out fine

Duke tended toward optimism

Everyone sending him a Valentine