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The Touchables In Brooklyn Lyrics By Dickie Goodman

    brooklyn new york july 4th 99 a day for fireworks
    murder incorporated received a contract to rub out elliott fress
    stuttering sam goldman gave the order

    from ‘blue moon’ by the marcels
    bompabompbomp
    dangadang

    the job was given to babyface latka notorious east new york trigger man
    as fress stepped from his headquartersmachine gun fire
    his gun still smoking babyface called
    stuttering sam and gave his report

    from ‘baby sittin’ boogie’ by buzz clifford
    boogie boogie boogie all night

    hearing the good news stuttering sam rewarded
    him with gangland’s highest tribute

    from ‘baby blue’ by the echoes
    you’re my baby blue

    but elliott fress was still alive
    murder incorporated took care of babyface
    new york police found his body buried in

    from ‘a hundred pounds of clay’ by gene mcdaniels
    a hundred pounds of clay

    the following day canary cone another killer
    disguised as a messenger delivered a small package
    to the home of elliott fress
    as the door opened canary sang

    from ‘dedicated to the one i love’ by the shirelles
    this is dedicated to the one i love

    sound of explosion

    realizing he was in the wrong house
    the killer looked down at his victim and said

    from ‘pony time’ by chubby checker
    it’s pony time get up

    taken into custody cone made a full confession
    armed with this evidence the touchables
    surrounded a brooklyn warehouse
    headquarters of murder incorporated
    fress called to stuttering sam

    from ‘surrender’ by elvis presley
    oh my darling please surrender

    from inside came the answersound of machine gun fire

    after a brief gun battle stuttering sam stumbled
    from the building screaming

    from ‘that’s iti quiti’m movon’ on’ by sam cooke
    that’s it i quit

    aftraid he might talk the national crime syndicate
    sent two killers disguised as police to the hotel where
    he was being held terrified he pleaded

    from ‘i don’t want to cry’ by chuck jackson
    i don’t want to cry

    he cried but not for longsound of machine gun fire

    mortally wounded stuttering sam fell from
    a seventeenth story window his final words were

    from ‘blue moon’ by the marcels
    bompabompbomp
    dangadang

    this was the end of murder incorporated
    called to washington for official ceremonies
    the touchables were asked what dangerous assignment
    they would like next

    we would like our own television show

    Artist: Dickie Goodman

    Year: 1961

    Decade: 60s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 246