Shell casings on the floor as the gun goes off, I heard
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Bang bang bang bang bang
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Shell casings on the floor as the gun goes off, I heard
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Bang bang bang bang bang
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Jonny from the streets was a gangster son
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Born he was livin', livin' on the run
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He was fifteen, when he picked up the gun
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From that day on Jonny's life was done
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He was sixteen when he caught his first case
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Heard his mother crying, saying 'oh what a waste'
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But to live by the gun was all that he knew
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On a street like this it was all you could do
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Shell casings on the floor as the gun goes off, I heard
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Bang bang bang bang bang
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Shell casings on the floor as the gun goes off, I heard
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Bang bang bang bang bang
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Eighteen years old Jonny's back in the fold
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A little bit bigger and a lot more bold
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Now Jonny's out to even the score
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Hand in his pocket holding his forty-four
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And then it went down, quick as a flash
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Sound of the trigger then a thunderous crash
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And since his birth, his odds were none
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Jonny was a boy he was a gangster son
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Shell casings on the floor as the gun goes off, I heard
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Bang bang bang bang bang
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Shell casings on the floor as the gun goes off, I heard
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Bang bang bang bang bang
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Heard bang bang bang bang bang
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Heard bang bang bang bang bang
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Heard bang bang bang bang bang
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Heard bang bang bang bang bang
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Shell casings on the floor as the gun goes off, I heard
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Bang bang bang bang bang
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Shell casings on the floor as the gun goes off, I heard
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Bang bang bang bang bang
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Heard bang bang bang bang bang
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Heard bang bang bang bang bang
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Heard bang bang bang bang bang
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Heard bang bang bang bang bang
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Shell Casings
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| Time Again |
