I took a shining to you
I wasn't lying to you
What are you trying to do
And who are you crying to?

You have some singing to do
Some singing for your food
I have something for you
Come into my room

It's back alley I know
But you're made of gold
Just too bright in daylight
Step into the dark to talk

Up against the wall
Empty out all of your content
Don't hold back, friend
Give me what you owe me then
Count to one hundred slowly

I put a shining on you
Poisoned pill in your food
Singing 'la la la'
What's that tune
Bad timing for you
One, two, three, four strikes on you
You put your back on my knife
Made me ask your money or your life

Up against the wall
Empty out all of your content
Don't hold back, friend
Give me what you owe me then
Count to one hundred slowly