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You may have heard of a strange bloke:
A big player, shows up to vanish like smoke.
He plays with life as he pleases
And takes a good laugh as all your blood freezes.
Under the brim of his hard hat
A stare tells you that you’re really not a cool cat.
Tough luck when he has a bad day,
Get out of his sight or you’ll end up in an alleyway.
Outside this club is a Cadillac,
If it takes you, no way you’ll ever get back
They whisper a horrible story,
So make sure to step no foot into his territory
„Hey mister, can I have a light please?”
The girls tease, but danger won’t put them at ease.
He’s slick and so are his henchmen,
Who’ll take you out
smoothly to solve a problem now and again.
Don’t come close, don’t come near,
Don’t shake hands with danger, no!
Don’t go near, don’t get close to this man, he’ll
be the end of you!
He leaves no trace behind him,
He shows one face
then leaves you out on a limb,
Pitchblack his high-ticket suit
So you won’t see no bloodstains
or any signs of pocketed loot.
Guys bow and ladies will pass out,
In his footsteps a dark shadow lurks about.
He raises stakes at a card game
And wins with some dice
that are tricked so he’ll live up to his name.
A smooth high-roller, a man of shady crafts
Manipulator, you scream, he simply laughs
Don’t come close, don’t come near,
Don’t shake hands with danger, no
Don’t go near, don’t get close to this man,
He’ll be the end of you, oh no!
You may have heard of a strange bloke
A big player, shows up to vanish like smoke
He plays with life as he pleases
And takes a good laugh as all your blood freezes.
Under the brim of his hard hat,
A stare tells you that you’re really not a cool cat,
Tough luck when he has a bad day,
Get out of his sight or you’ll end up in an alleyway!
