Harpo

Every time, every God damn time

Harpo the drunken fool, he's a mess

I gotta confess,

Harpo the drunken fool

He grew up with Franklin

poor up on the hill

served under Macarthur

and learned how to kill

comes home to recession yeah

boy there's no work,

camps out at Connor's

the new pissed off jerk

Broken face, he is a disgrace

Harpo the drunken fool,

thrown out of the hold,

right back into the cold,

Harpo the drunken fool

Well the shine of a young man

has worn off of him,

lost a trade to the whiskey

no more knocking gin

Leave me alone,

I'm doing just fine

I'm sleeping it off

down at station nine

Why do you all care so much,

do you really think

I'm out to lunch,

I gave up on life so long ago

because every yes I hoped for

turned out a big no

So to hell with this city

and being legit,

forget all blue bastards,

colour me quit, get my bottle,

my coat, toss me my cap,

I'm leaving Boston

and not looking back

Will we sing tales about him

every once in a while

Hope he won't crash

dwon on Malibou mile

How will he change?

Nobody knows but

for the Grace of God

I know red lights arrive,

frozen they find

Harpo the drunken fool