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I guard these sleazy streets,

from gambling joint

to speakeasy

No back alley hoodlum

is gonna muscle in

on my territory.

The gangster and machine gun

is public enemy number one,

in Chicago where the innocent

pay protection to stay free.

Well nobody gets hurt, if he

tends to walk the straight and narrow.

Bend the arrow out of line,

and you'll have to reckon with me.

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Cause I'm laying down,

Laying down the law.

I'm laying down,

Laying down the law.

Behind every street corner,

there's vermin crawling out of

the woodwork.

Some low down punk with a

shot gun, itchin' to fill you

full of lead.

Wine, women and bootleg whiskey

threatens the basis of society.

Side walks are paved with the blood

of those who couldn't

keep their head

Sin city never sleeps,

You better learn to

pull no punches.

Eyes to the rear,

cause down here...

They play for keeps.

[Chorus]

You say I'm dreaming,

to believe in a better way,

For this rat trap we call home

I'm the enforcer making sure

that crime don't pay...

And I'm not alone!