Bootlegger
It would have been good advice had you taken it but you didn't
and here you are again, talking **** again about how life has let you down again.

oh!
woe is me
he said miserably
as I sat there quite happily
in my own disordered world,

I lay there
underneath the shadows on the sidewalks of Manhattan
where the bloodstains formed a pattern that made you want to stop and stare,

woe is me, indeed,
as the crows fly in to feed
and John Gotti's mob connections
cannot stop this ****** happening.