Underworld

Mason Summers

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Tommy Capone was a gangster
Livin' large in the underworld.
A cruel, cold, heartless mobster.
Why should he keep his soul when he could gain the world?
Tommy was just like his father,
Cool as ice, twice as hard as nails.
He put a switch-blade knife in his brother,
Right in the back, no, Tommy don't fail.

Now there's nowhere to run, nowhere to go,
Livin' large in the underworld.
Now there's nowhere to run, nowhere to go,
Livin' large in the underworld.

The Don, he favored the brother.
Now there's a price on Capone and the goon's got a hope
Of winning all the Don's favor.
Why should he keep his soul when he could gain the world?
The goon, he was just like his father,
Mad at the world, with a grudge to settle.
He found Tommy at a cheap hotel
And there they shot it out and you know they both fell.

Now there's nowhere to run, nowhere to go,
Livin' large in the underworld.
Now there's nowhere to run, nowhere to go,
Livin' large in the underworld.