Letras
Giuseppe took a message from his sister to the police I love
You better send somebody up here quick, it's beginning to blow
Don't send Aldo from the barber shop 'cause I think he already knows
I saw him running through the field
This morning like he's never run before
Don't let 'em give you all the usual stuff
Tell 'em to blow that nose
There's no such thing as a shotgun
No such thing as a hole in the head
No such thing as my brother-in-law
'Cause he's dead
Giuseppe took 'em all by surprise with his whimper and tail
You better take him from the barber shop and stick him into the jail
"I was sleeping with them all last night," Signorina says
Knowing evil's lying deep inside you and it's simply not the case
Don't let 'em give you all the usual stuff
Tell 'em to wash their face
There's no such thing as a shotgun
No such thing as a hole in the head
No such thing as my brother-in-law
'Cause he's dead
I'll do it right
I'll fight the good fight
Vicious sleeping in the first degree
Take a shot to make a fool out of me
And I don't believe it when you say that prayer
With the blood running over their feet
What about my nephew's mouth which is permanently open?
Compare it to the barber's mouth which is always closed
Put Luigi in a hole this morning and another ready to go
They'll be running out of timber soon, nobody ever knows
Don't let 'em give you all the usual stuff
Tell 'em to cut their throats
There's no such thing as a shotgun
No such thing as a hole in the head
No such thing as my brother-in-law
'Cause he's dead
'Cause he's dead
'Cause he's dead