โหลดเพลง mp3 Crazy Little Child (Album Version) - Alice Cooper

Crazy Little Child (Album Version) - Alice Cooper
Crazy little child
Never got to see

All the pretty things in life

Had him put away

Nothing they could say

Could ever make the pieces fit

Aw well, Daddy-o was rich

Mama was a bitch

Living wasn't easy in between

Behind his silent scream

Jackson in his teens

Was planning his escape

He was a crazy little child

New Orleans Alley playground
Grimy faced
He watched the hookers cry

Winos were his friends And when he to talked them
They said, Jackson, boy, they'll get you by and by
Depression settin' in
Desp'rate, cool and quick

Jackson learned the ropes out on the street

Little candy stores
Just pickin' locks and doors
Was practice for a two bit petty thief

So Jackson went to Ritz

And everyone was hip

Ritz ran all the rackets there in town

If you need another boy

A trigger or a blade

Well, I'm the slickest cat around

Yeah, Ritz gave him the eye
Once over, then he smiled

Yeah, I've got something here in mind

If you meet me here at two

I think you'll the like view
Of that long green when you crack that safe tonight

He was a crazy little child

New Orleans Alley playground

And grimy faced
He watched the hookers cry, whoo

Winos were his friends
And when he talked to them
They said, Jackson, boy, they'll get you by and by, that's right
Well, I'll wait for you outside
And I'll be your ears and your eyes

And boy, you just slip in there and bring out all that loot

But Ritz was taken by surprise
Couple of unspectin' guys
And they left poor Jackson inside

Questions there were few

In fact there were none

When those Sheriff's bullets start to fly

dying Lay on the floor

With a smokin' forty four

He said, I must admit the winos were right

Crazy little child
Never got to see

All the pretty things in life

We buried him today

Nothing we could say

Could ever make the pieces fit
Yeah, I must admit the winos were right
Oh, I must admit the winos were right
Yes, that's what I said

I must admit the winos we-ere ri-ight