Текст песни Fun Lovin Criminals - King of New York
Fun Lovin Criminals - King of New York слова песни
Franky was a mook from the block we used to live on
The wanna be gangster;
The wanna be dapper Don, Don John on
the wall, I said: I`m your biggest fan
next to my little brother Paul.
He losing his grip, man, like Pesci, he`d flip
and you talk to his brother he says he
always planned this trip
he wasn`t oky-dokie running around like
Don Quixote, trying to free a man he
didn`t even know B.
He had the roots and he bought the suits
and the boys didn`t like him to tell you the truth
he had "J.G." on his pinky ring and he
lied about doin` some time up in sing-sing
flipped one fine summer afternoon
he told his brother Paulie, something had to be done soon.
He took Paulie and a couple of boys and jacked the
Coup de Ville to Illinois.
La-di da-di, free John Gotti
La-di da-di, la-di
La-di da-di, free John Gotti
The King of New York, man, The King of New York (2x)
He got a clipper from a stripper, he met at a club
two sticks of dynamite and a .38 Snub
he went see the Don, without an invitation
stood outside the gate with his three man demonstartion
they were waving picket signs, the C.O. saw a nine;
and only Paulie go away with the skin on his behind.
Back in the borough the cops are acting
thorough; they raided Franky`s room
that`s when they saw his bureau; upon it was a note,
with a rhyme that was dope, about
how he was breaking John out and how he couldn`t cope.
It said, "I don`t fly coach, never save the roach,
The King of New York". (2x)
"I never fly coach, never save the roach, The King of New York".
La-di da-di, free John Gotti
La-di da-di, la-di
La-di da-di, free John Gotti
The King of New York, man, The King of New York (4x)
The King of New York (12x)