Snakes
It's a cold clean shot
But its all we've got now, darlin
It's the only ship that's sailing
And its going
Ain't no quick escape
And I hate to say
You better get your ganj
Or we ain't getting past the Bronx
Yeah, one shot is all it takes
And you'll miss it if you blink
I'm just a torch against the pavement
And you're all a bunch of snakes
Said if you've got that bread
Then I'll go grab the lineup
And you just rest your pretty head
Before the fights
Let those streetlights paint you
Be your only covers
Let the parlance of East Harlem
Say goodnight
Yeah, one shot is all it takes
And you'll miss it if you blink
I'm just a torch against the pavement
And you're all a bunch of snakes
Autor(es): Brian Cherchiglia