Letra de The Mansions
I went down to The Mansions Catch the early morning crowd I went down to The Mansions Catch the early morning crowd They got My Way on the jukebox And everybody belts it outThere's a big black van in upper Kellett Street And men in body armour moving softly on their feet The whisper is the shotguns are staked out in pursuit Of a man in a room above a house of ill-reputeI went down to The Mansions Catch the early morning crowd I went down to The Mansions Catch the early morning crowd They got My Way on the jukebox And everybody belts it outThe gendarmes lead the escapee, half asleep and wired Barefoot out the doorway, and not a shot is fired The drunks are on the street now, schooners in their hand Ready for the punchline as it rolls around againI went down to The Mansions I went down to The Mansions I went down to The Mansions I went down to The MansionsThey got My Way on the jukebox Everybody belts it out