Broadway And Hurst

I'd like to introduce myself, I'm Nicholas Foster

I'm not the best looking guy you'll find

But I enjoy Camel Reds and a good piece of Bocelli

And when I've had a few too many, I do things I regret

So I walked over to the bar to meet my friend

Hey, Foster!

Yup, that's Mikey, pint in hand

looking for any mischief he can find

What's been up, motherfucker

I haven't seen you in ages!

I knew I shouldn't, but temptation got the best of me

Why do I do all these things to hurt you?

Foster! Hear that asshole?

His name is Ray.

Says he's been seeing your lady In an intimate way!

Says he beats her up, he says he treats her like a whore

He says he spits in her face, yet she comes back for more

It's a lie, nonesense, he's full of shit

Motherfucker would be lucky if he could find his dick

I was gonna let it slide, turn the other cheek

But I overheard the bastard as he started to speak

Got a new bitch, been a slut for a time

She was Foster's once, but now she's mine

And that poor old fuck

Heh, he doesn't even have a clue

I'm going to kill him

Why do I do all these things to hurt you

Why do I hurt you, oh

Why do I do all these things to hurt you

Why do I hurt you, oh

Followed the fuck, as he went to take a piss

Crept into the alley, fingers turned to fists

Stayed silent, put my hands around his neck

I looked into his face and sunk the glass into his breast

A surge of blood, a moment passed

I couldn't think, I couldn't move

With every second waiting

There was something they could prove

Smiled, felt relief as his breath became shy

His body lay limp, I had taken his life

No, no, no

No, no, no

No, no, no

Oh, fuck

What have I done

There's blood everywhere, look at all this blood

Oh, God

I wonder how much money's in his wallet

I wonder if he has any family

How am I going to get away with this

Well he's dead anyway

No luck sticking around here

I better find a way to get away now...

So I woke up like it was any other Sunday

Had me a cup of black coffee, read the paper

And had one of my favorite fags

Felt right as rain until the phone rang

Hello

Hello, Nicholas Foster?

Who's this?

This is Officer Sloan from the police department

Oh, Officer Sloan

Where were you on the night of the 31st?

I was I happened to be

Happened to be at a pub at Broadway and Hurst?

No, I wasn't there, actually

Do you know Ray Wells?

Um, Ray Wells, Ray Wells

Doesn't ring any bells

The 31st I was out of town

Yeah, th-that's right, on business in fact

You see, I was with my bird, we're in love

Well, thank you for your time

I'd hate to bother you

And they bought it

Who is it?

Freeze, motherfucker!

I didn't do anything

Face on the floor

I'm innocent

I'm not getting on the floor

You shit murderer

You murdered someone and you know it

I didn't do anything

I'm innocent

We know it, and you know it

bet they'll love you in the shower, heheh!

I didn't do anything

And you're gonna spend the rest of your life in prison paying for it