Letra de #51 Dick Butkus

Mother said i can't listen to Radio Havana And i read with a flash light late that night on these North side streets try avoiding the lights Try avoiding any type of political fight So alone are all these "new deal" homes It can't only matter what you know But how you let your anger show Harold Washington in a garter-belt and stockings Father wasn't picking sides But dog-eared pages gave clues to the thoughts inside The black sheep prince bowed for the crown today Tried keeping things quiet, tried keeping things still Tried keeping this conscience from an honest chill Can tradition settle in like rust? The record knows so let it show That desperate is as clever does Harry Carry making sick off Clark Street Welcome to my 588-2300 empire.