Man Of The Year Lyrics - Scabs

Holy Macaroni and the Stutter Jive King 

Used to run Chicago doing the gangster thing 

They'd keep that Smith and Wesson in the pocket of their pants 

And it weren't nobody's business if the kid don't dance 

Now back then living in the hot seat, it was furtive, fast and fun 

You'd better save up all your bullets 'cause everybody had a gun 

You hardly had to use it but you never really knew 

What the other guy around the corner was gonna do 

Now Holy Macaroni'd hang out at the Crazy Horse 

He'd keep a buck knife in the freezer for emergencies of course 

He'd say you'd better drink them now boys 

Before they throw you in the slammer and keep an eye out for your baby 'Cause she's about to pull the hammer 

Ooh, boys, there they go, crazy legs and all 

Better watch yourself 'cause the sky's about to fall 

And when you get done running, you can come back here 

I'll be back in Charlottesville, I'll be the man of the year 

The Stutter Jive got twenty but Macaroni never talked 

And Mary shot her husband but she paid the man and walked 

And somehow we all seemed to make it through without a scratch 

And if that seems too good to be true, well, there's probably a catch 

Well, I was swinging on the Edison and making out with Sue 

And I was hanging out with Studs and Roman Shepherd and the crew 

Well, bullets started flying and everybody hit the floor 

And now the last thing I remember is coppers flying through the door 

Well, Sally Sue, she bought it but everybody's gotta go 

So I figured it be best if I skipped down to Mexico 

Tequila and Terrazas and them Mariachi bands 

And three months in San Pellegrino and we're off again 

Heard about a bank job from this cat named Lenny Bones 

Three mill in the bag, a five way split and we were home 

So I figured what the hell you gotta go with what you get 

But only me and Lenny made it back but brother we were set 

Now the Holy Macaroni was a million dollar flake 

Ended up in Folsom but the file was in the cake 

Me and angel, we've been running ever since that day 

Shouting 'Viva La Fiesta', yo, man, that headed that a way