Gangster
Gangster, gangster
You wanna be Mr Big?
You wanna run this city
You wanna own the streets
Gangster, gangster
In your white Cadillac
With a telephone and TV
And a bar in the back
Gangster, gangster
Now you're the boss
You've paid off the police
How much did it cost?
Gangster, gangster
You're living by the gun
Found dead in the gutter
With your dark shades on
Gangster, gangster
In a black Cadillac
A bunch of flowers
And a box in the back
Gangster, gangster
Just a hunk of meat
One hungry gun
Why do you die so cheap?