Guns Under The Counter Lyrics

Song	Guns Under The Counter
Artist	The Fiery Furnaces
Album	Rehearsing My Choir
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	作曲 : Friedberger
	'Well, good for you.
	But we have something too.'
	So said my aunt
	A bowling alley and lunch counter
	Filled with fellas on their lunch break
	From the Western Electric plant at a slant across the street
	And next door when So-and-So's men would come in, and the man himself very often
	It was guns under the counter every time
	Guns under the counter every time
	Guns under the counter every time
	And bowling on the second floor
	Very often he was there himself
	And I, of course, had a special small ball as a little girl,
	And didn't I grow up, didn't I grow up to be captain of the Morton girls bowling team? I did!
	Though I don't attach much importance to that now, or then
	Then riding the old Garfield El downtown
	And on up to State Street
	And back to guns under the counter
	Guns under the counter every time
	Guns under the counter
	And bowling on the second floor
	I never liked Douglas park
	And no one likes it now
	But that's neither here nor there
	There, or here
	West of Crawford, where it is I stayed
	Chicago straights alliterates
	North, and south
	I lived in the Ms
	But it was down on the south side
	Dr. Peter Pane and his brother had their doughnut factory
	And I mention it now because
	That one day
	Now I wasn't there, we were in Davenport at that time
	Some north side Irish bullets came zipping through that window
	In Cicero
	Never stand at a window
	And past the counter
	Looking for those men
	Who had their guns behind the counter
	And you could smell the boiled cabbage on those bullets
	One of them managed to hit a young pinsetter in the leg
	Wouldn't you know it
	But luckily Panagoulis
	Dr. Peter Pane
	Was there to see to it
	He took some special blackberry filling right out of his lunch bag
	And applied it to the young man's wound
	You see, Dr. Peter Pane was an interesting man
	And an even more interesting doctor
	As he would use no material or remedy that wasn't used in the manufacture
	Of his doughnuts down on 82nd and Kedzie with his brother.
	But he tempered this by the fact that he would rarely use ingredients
	That didn't have some medicinal purpose
	Or so he thought
	Here in the doughnut factory
	They have confectioner's sugar
	So sweet it was caustic
	And chocolate so bitter that it could kill typhus
	Glazing so shiny
	It could set back glaucoma
	And filling so filling,
	You didn't need stitches
	The same special blackberry filling that was applied to the young man's wound
	Blackberry filling that came straight from Dr. Peter Pane's lunch bag
	We were in Davenport
	With a big restaurant downtown
	And I once kept a jackrabbit in the back yard
	And I'd walk across the river to Rock Island to Greek school
	On a fine fall day
	And I'd look up at the sky
	And down at the river
	But Davenport changed its name to Hooverville
	So to speak, and we had to go to Chicago to move in with my aunt

	zuo qu : Friedberger
	' Well, good for you.
	But we have something too.'
	So said my aunt
	A bowling alley and lunch counter
	Filled with fellas on their lunch break
	From the Western Electric plant at a slant across the street
	And next door when SoandSo' s men would come in, and the man himself very often
	It was guns under the counter every time
	Guns under the counter every time
	Guns under the counter every time
	And bowling on the second floor
	Very often he was there himself
	And I, of course, had a special small ball as a little girl,
	And didn' t I grow up, didn' t I grow up to be captain of the Morton girls bowling team? I did!
	Though I don' t attach much importance to that now, or then
	Then riding the old Garfield El downtown
	And on up to State Street
	And back to guns under the counter
	Guns under the counter every time
	Guns under the counter
	And bowling on the second floor
	I never liked Douglas park
	And no one likes it now
	But that' s neither here nor there
	There, or here
	West of Crawford, where it is I stayed
	Chicago straights alliterates
	North, and south
	I lived in the Ms
	But it was down on the south side
	Dr. Peter Pane and his brother had their doughnut factory
	And I mention it now because
	That one day
	Now I wasn' t there, we were in Davenport at that time
	Some north side Irish bullets came zipping through that window
	In Cicero
	Never stand at a window
	And past the counter
	Looking for those men
	Who had their guns behind the counter
	And you could smell the boiled cabbage on those bullets
	One of them managed to hit a young pinsetter in the leg
	Wouldn' t you know it
	But luckily Panagoulis
	Dr. Peter Pane
	Was there to see to it
	He took some special blackberry filling right out of his lunch bag
	And applied it to the young man' s wound
	You see, Dr. Peter Pane was an interesting man
	And an even more interesting doctor
	As he would use no material or remedy that wasn' t used in the manufacture
	Of his doughnuts down on 82nd and Kedzie with his brother.
	But he tempered this by the fact that he would rarely use ingredients
	That didn' t have some medicinal purpose
	Or so he thought
	Here in the doughnut factory
	They have confectioner' s sugar
	So sweet it was caustic
	And chocolate so bitter that it could kill typhus
	Glazing so shiny
	It could set back glaucoma
	And filling so filling,
	You didn' t need stitches
	The same special blackberry filling that was applied to the young man' s wound
	Blackberry filling that came straight from Dr. Peter Pane' s lunch bag
	We were in Davenport
	With a big restaurant downtown
	And I once kept a jackrabbit in the back yard
	And I' d walk across the river to Rock Island to Greek school
	On a fine fall day
	And I' d look up at the sky
	And down at the river
	But Davenport changed its name to Hooverville
	So to speak, and we had to go to Chicago to move in with my aunt

	zuò qǔ : Friedberger
	' Well, good for you.
	But we have something too.'
	So said my aunt
	A bowling alley and lunch counter
	Filled with fellas on their lunch break
	From the Western Electric plant at a slant across the street
	And next door when SoandSo' s men would come in, and the man himself very often
	It was guns under the counter every time
	Guns under the counter every time
	Guns under the counter every time
	And bowling on the second floor
	Very often he was there himself
	And I, of course, had a special small ball as a little girl,
	And didn' t I grow up, didn' t I grow up to be captain of the Morton girls bowling team? I did!
	Though I don' t attach much importance to that now, or then
	Then riding the old Garfield El downtown
	And on up to State Street
	And back to guns under the counter
	Guns under the counter every time
	Guns under the counter
	And bowling on the second floor
	I never liked Douglas park
	And no one likes it now
	But that' s neither here nor there
	There, or here
	West of Crawford, where it is I stayed
	Chicago straights alliterates
	North, and south
	I lived in the Ms
	But it was down on the south side
	Dr. Peter Pane and his brother had their doughnut factory
	And I mention it now because
	That one day
	Now I wasn' t there, we were in Davenport at that time
	Some north side Irish bullets came zipping through that window
	In Cicero
	Never stand at a window
	And past the counter
	Looking for those men
	Who had their guns behind the counter
	And you could smell the boiled cabbage on those bullets
	One of them managed to hit a young pinsetter in the leg
	Wouldn' t you know it
	But luckily Panagoulis
	Dr. Peter Pane
	Was there to see to it
	He took some special blackberry filling right out of his lunch bag
	And applied it to the young man' s wound
	You see, Dr. Peter Pane was an interesting man
	And an even more interesting doctor
	As he would use no material or remedy that wasn' t used in the manufacture
	Of his doughnuts down on 82nd and Kedzie with his brother.
	But he tempered this by the fact that he would rarely use ingredients
	That didn' t have some medicinal purpose
	Or so he thought
	Here in the doughnut factory
	They have confectioner' s sugar
	So sweet it was caustic
	And chocolate so bitter that it could kill typhus
	Glazing so shiny
	It could set back glaucoma
	And filling so filling,
	You didn' t need stitches
	The same special blackberry filling that was applied to the young man' s wound
	Blackberry filling that came straight from Dr. Peter Pane' s lunch bag
	We were in Davenport
	With a big restaurant downtown
	And I once kept a jackrabbit in the back yard
	And I' d walk across the river to Rock Island to Greek school
	On a fine fall day
	And I' d look up at the sky
	And down at the river
	But Davenport changed its name to Hooverville
	So to speak, and we had to go to Chicago to move in with my aunt

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