From: lordyumyum@gmail.com   
      
   The Night Chicago Died   
   Song by Paper Lace   
      
   Daddy was a cop on the east side of Chicago   
   Back in the USA, back in the bad old days   
   In the heat of a summer night   
   In the land of the dollar bill   
   When the town of Chicago died   
   And they talk about it still   
   When a man named Al Capone   
   Tried to make that town his own   
   And he called his gang to war   
   With the forces of the law   
   I heard my mama cry   
   I heard her pray the night Chicago died   
   Brother, what a night it really was   
   Brother, what a fight it really was   
   Glory be   
   I heard my mama cry   
   I heard her pray the night Chicago died   
   Brother, what a night the people saw   
   Brother, what a fight the people saw   
   Yes, indeed   
   And the sound of the battle rang   
   Through the streets of the old east side   
   'Til the last of the hoodlum gang   
   Had surrendered up or died   
   There was shouting in the street   
   And the sound of running feet   
   And I asked someone who said   
   "'Bout a hundred cops are dead!"   
   I heard my mama cry   
   I heard her pray the night Chicago died   
   Brother, what a night it really was   
   Brother, what a fight it really was   
   Glory be   
   I heard my mama cry   
   I heard her pray the night Chicago died   
   Brother, what a night the people saw   
   Brother, what a fight the people saw   
   Yes, indeed   
   Then there was no sound at all   
   But the clock up on the wall   
   Then the door burst open wide   
   And my daddy stepped inside   
   And he kissed my mama's face   
   And he brushed her tears away   
   The night Chicago died   
   (Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na-na)   
   The night Chicago died   
   Brother, what a night the people saw   
   Brother, what a fight the people saw   
   Yes, indeed   
   The night Chicago died   
   (Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na-na)   
   The night Chicago died   
   Brother, what a night it really was   
   Brother, what a fight it really was   
   Glory be   
   The night Chicago died   
   (Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na-na)   
   The night Chicago died   
   Brother what a night the people saw   
   Brother what a fight the people saw   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)