Riffet, licksen, solona och texten. Allt i en perfekt symbios framförd utav en grupp musiker vars like vi aldrig mer kommer att se, och höra: mer än på skiva då...
Det första licket i låten, det vid 0:12, är typexemplet på begreppet "less is more". Om man skulle slå upp "less is more" i en ordbok... ja ni vet. Man smälter.
Å texten sen. En novell i miniformat, eller en gammal svartvit noire-film, fast i musikalisk form. Det är skitigt, rått och kallt. Droger, vapen, girighet, svek, ett tragiskt liv får ett tragiskt slut. Helt i stil med andra Lizzy-klassiker som "Suicide", "Opium Trail" eller "Waiting for an Alibi".
Så ruskigt synd att denna låt inte spelades live oftare, och så otroligt synd att den inte kom med på "Live and Dangerous".
Lyssna nu på låten, antingen studioversionen, eller liveversionen (Fast där är inte licket med). Helst båda, men jag varnar er, risk för att du dör av coolhet finns...
Somewhere on the waterfrontJohnny's hiding with a gun
Swears he'll kill any man that tells his story
He's not sorry for what he's done
He broke into a drugstore
To cure his daily need
He didn't mean to shoot the guard
But he was blinded by the greed
Oh Johnny
You see that nun, she's his sister
She doesn't know that he's gone bad
When they told it to his father
It drove the old man mad
Just as his mother warned him
From her dying bed
It's alright to lose your heart
But never lose your head
Oh Johnny
Now the cops have got him surrounded
And he doesn't stand a hope
He wonders how he could be in so much trouble
Over just a little dope
Five to one he gets away
That's the odds I'm going to give
Five to four they blast him away
Three to one he's going to live
Oh Johnny
Back in the alley where he was slain
I thought I heard something move
Beside the trash can lay a heart and chain
The picture had been removed
Just another juiced up junkie
Looking for a bed
It's alright to lose your heart
But never lose your head
Oh Johnny
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