Paper sir, paper sir, paper sir The mobs in town And the guns are out And Louie knows what its all about Hes gunning down the cops with machinegun tops Moving in a black sedan A stickup worth a hundred grand Headline sensation A Payroll Grab in the Union Station Now theres no lights on the Christmas tree mother Theyre burning Big Louie tonight Theres no electricity mother Theyre burning Big Louie tonight Across the state the bandits fly Victims scream, gangsters die And sirens in the night and armoured cars and dynamite Now Peter is on the mob And the FBI is on the job And now the headlines say Louie Bannassas On Trial Today Now theres no lights on the Christmas tree mother Theyre burning Big Louie tonight Theres no electricity mother Theyre burning Big Louie tonight But they got him in the final chase Louie was running in a losers race And on the day his case begun He was Public Enemy Number One And the jurys back, they all agree Its murder in the first degree Tie him down and shave his hair Cause tonight Big Louies gonna get the chair Now theres no lights on the Christmas tree mother Theyre burning Big Louie tonight Theres no electricity mother Theyre burning Big Louie tonight The babys crying Theyre burning Big Louie tonight Theyre gonna fry him Theyre burning Big Louie tonight
louie, big, burning, theyre, tonight