Chicago
Writer(s): Fischer
Chicago, Chicago that toddling town
Chicago, Chicago I'll show you around - I love it
Bet your bottom dollar you'll lose the blues in Chicago
The town that Billy's Sunday could not shut down
On State Street that great street I just want to say
They do things that they don't do on Broadway - say
They have the time the time of their life
I say a man and he danced with his wife
In Chicago, my home town
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Black is the night full is the moon
Picking the flesh from my teeth
The thick fog rises midnight is soon
Prowling the streets stalking for meat as the necrophiliac
You cannot hide because I will find you
And you will rot
Approaching my victim I make my advance
My eyes have her entranced
With hands cold as death and skin white as bone
Fangs are injected draining her blood the whore lies in pain
With ripped out tendons and the marks of hell
She will rot
The thick fog is rising up to the moon
The coffin opens
I am the one who rises from the grave
To dr
Picking the flesh from my teeth
The thick fog rises midnight is soon
Prowling the streets stalking for meat as the necrophiliac
You cannot hide because I will find you
And you will rot
Approaching my victim I make my advance
My eyes have her entranced
With hands cold as death and skin white as bone
Fangs are injected draining her blood the whore lies in pain
With ripped out tendons and the marks of hell
She will rot
The thick fog is rising up to the moon
The coffin opens
I am the one who rises from the grave
To dr