Steal Smoked Fish

Across the Burnside bridge before
 Anyone shot their movies there
 We hid from the whipping rain
 When we had run out of cocaine
 Dispatch down to Plaid Pantry
 Two on point, and two on sentry
 Ah, the joys that the lesser days bring
 Make you throw back your heads and sing
 God bless all petty thieves
 With tins of oysters up their sleeves
 Feast when you can
 And dream when there's nothing to feast on
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 Across a different bridge today
 Over the river and down Broadway
 Feels so good to have you here
 Some of you will be dead next year
 I see your destinies above you
 Like angels who don't love you
 Let them kiss you and hold you tight
 As long as the money's right
 God bless all my old friends
 And god bless me too, why pretend?
 Feast when you can
 And dream when there's nothing to feast on
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 God bless the guys from my old neighborhood
 Gone past the point where any blessings can do them any good
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 Attach the C-4 where you must
 Disappear in a cloud of dust
 But spare a thought for what it covers up
 Pour a triple and raise your cup
 We were here once, me and my friends
 But we destroyed all of the evidence
 And vanished into the night
 At least we got that one right
 God bless us, all of us
 We who learn to shun the light
 God bless all vampires every night
 Feast when you can
 Feast when you can
 Feast when you can
 Feast when you can