It was 10:20 AM, February the 14th, 1929 Me and the boys were surrounded by the guns of Capone and the South side...
It was a cold windy morning, I had a shipment to meet On 2122 North Clark Street We checked the coast and the coast looked clear So in went the boys, the time was near
It was bootleg liquor...
I waited a while just to look outside Well, you don't take Bugs Moran for a ride A car drew up with four men inside With long overcoats their pockets hung wide
They lined my friends up against the wall And said "Let 'em have it", and that was all He killed my boys, yeah, he took their lives With a hundred rounds of .45's
Only Capone kills like that... Only Capone, a murdering rat
This all took place on St. Valentine's Day Capone was pissed that I got away I have a very special place in my heart For that two-faced bad taste debased murderous fart
This is the story of Bugs Moran... This is the story of a very lucky man