Downtown hipsters drinkin' up the drug line
Down in the kitchen workin' in the coal mine
Got a special sin, mister, you can't quite confess
Messy little problem
Maybe baby needs a new dress
Razor-back diamond shines a little too hard
Need a hammer help you handle
A little trouble in your backyard
Bring it on down to Harry's Place
When Harry speaks it's Harry's street
In Harry's house it's Harry's rules
You don't want to be around brother when Harry school's
Harry's car Harry's wife Harry's dogs on Harry's town
Your blood money spit shines Harry's crown
You don't fuck with Harry's money you don't fuck Harry's girls
These are the rules this is the world
You need a shot of something to improve your health
And a taste of that wonder weakness you allow yourself
You looking for the key for that box you locked yourself in
Just step up to the line and you'll be Harry's friend
Standing on the corner no light no sound
Nobody on the streets except the deaf dumb and blind
Now Connor's on the couch and the guns at the bar
Chief Holden's at the door checking who the fuck you are
See somebody dressed in drag and mister nice
Came in the back room and dimmed the lights
Mom's strapped the table and there's an angel spinning about the room
A voice whispers in my ear "Who knew we were doomed"
Nobody knows his number nobody knows his name
If he didn't exist it would all go on just the same






Lyrics submitted by AndrewV1996, edited by GiorgioLissia

Harry's Place song meanings
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