Al Capone Lyrics

The early Dirty Thirtys of the Great Depression there was a
prohibition, but no one listened to them.
Police and the Priest and the Judge on trial,
They were even known to have a drink every once in a
while.
So it's shoot to kill in the battlefield, Downtown Chicago,
Where Elliot Ness took on the Mafia's best,
And his name was Mr. Al Capone.
Raised up in the streets, it was only a matter of time.
Now he's the one takin' care of it all, pushin' booze across
the border line.

And he said "Fifty-five gallons to the barrel filled up with rye.
Back of a truck on the other side and it won't be long 'till it
arrives.
And if you don't buy, you're dead to me. I'll kill you and your
family.
I don't have time for the games you play. I'm buisness man,
Al Capone's my name.
Oh, can't you see time is money to me?
And you're wastin' all my time.
So you're spendin' all my dime. (Yeah)
So you better make up your mind." Now, how can one man, take on an Empire alone?
And, how can one man change your mind when it's as thick
as stone?
It's a needle in a hay stack, takin' on a man like that.
And you're not gonna change the facts,
When you're over the river and you know you're gettin'
hijacked!

And he said, "Fifty-five gallons to the barrel filled up with rye.
Back of a truck on the other side and it won't be long 'till it
arrives.
And if you don't buy, you're dead to me. I'll kill you and your
family.
I don't have time for the games you play. I'm buisness man,
Al Capone's my name.
Can't you see time is money to me?
And you're wastin' all my time.
So you're spendin' all my dime.
So you better make up your mind."

"You, you've been wastin' all my time.
(You've been wastin' all my time.)
So you're spendin up all my dime. (All my dime.)
So you better make up your mind..."

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