It was 10:20 AM february 14th 1929
Me and the boys were surrounded by the guns of Capone and the southside.

It was a cold windy morning I had a shipment to meet
Down on 2122 North Clark street
We checked the coast and the coast looked clear
so in went the boys the time was near

Bootleg liquor

I waited a while just to look outside
well you don't take Bugs Moran for a ride
A car drew up 4 men inside
with long overcoats their pockets hung wide

They lined my friends up against the wall
And said "Let 'em have it" that was all
He killed my boys he took their lives
With a hundred rounds of .45's

Only Capone kills like that

This all took place on St. Valentine's Day
Capone was pissed that I got away
But 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