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acrimonious in nature life spilled out on the sidewalk
the butter had red hair
the banjo player pulled a handgun from the soup
his jaw all hung down for the ladies to see
Liza was pushing up her daisies
it will be three Easters from now, she thought
the doorman took a big hit off the papered bottle
a old house smelled of old grease and oven heat
a band of cops came through looking for straggling saxophonists
it's alright, says John, take off our clothes and we'll pretend
to be asleep and the cops come through the door without knocking
say, where are they, and we say, they who
and John's girlfriend's shaking her head 'cause she really was
trying to get some sleep, but John was drunk again
and was having a good time with the cops and says
I think I heard someone upstairs and the cops say
anyone live up there? and he says no
and they go rifling upstairs. John really starts to laugh
fuckin keystone cops, he says and puts his jeans back on
and goes out to listen in the hallway laughing to himself
and when they come back down he says, did you catch 'em?