Downtown hipsters drinkin' at the drug line Down in the kitchen, workin' in the coal mine Got a special sinister, you can't quite confess Messy little problem, baby, baby need a new dress Raisin' back diamond, you shine too hard Need a hammer, help you handle little trouble in your backyard When Harry speaks, it's Harry's streets In Harry's house, it's Harry's roads You don't wanna be around, brother, when Harry scores It's Harry's car, Harry's wife Harry's dogs are in Harry's town Your blood and money's a spit shine, it's Harry's crown You don't *** with Harry's money, you don't *** Harry's girls These are the rules, this is the world Need a little shot of something to improve your health Taste of that one little weakness you allow yourself Been lookin' for the key to that box you locked yourself in Just step up to the line and be one of Harry's friends ... *** hole on the corner, no light, no sign Nobody on the street, except the deaf, dumb, and blind Matt Connors on the couch, father McGowan's at the bar Chief Horton's at the door, checkin' who the *** he want See some Bobby dressed in drag and Mr. Nice Carry me in the back room, *** the lights My arms strapped to the table, a thousand angels spinnin' up the room A voice whispers in my ear, we do what we must do When we bring it on down to Harry's place Bring it on down to Harry's place Bring it on down to Harry's place Bring it on down to Harry's place Nobody knows his number, nobody knows his name If he didn't exist, it'd all go on just the same Bring it on down to Harry's place Bring it on down to Harry's place Bring it on down to Harry's place Bring it on down to Harry's place Bring it on down to Harry's place Bring it on down to Harry's place