[ti:The Gravel Sack Incident]
[ar:Smokey Joe & The Kid/ASM]
[al:Running to the Moon]
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[00:00.00]The Gravel Sack Incident - Smokey Joe/The Kid/ASM
[00:01.11]Written by：Benjamin Bambach/Maik Schindler/Matthieu Perrein/Hugo Sanchez
[00:02.22]F Payson GT Malone
[00:05.48]Case file 453
[00:08.80]The gravel sack incident
[00:23.41]As tradition dictates it started with a dame
[00:25.99]Bout a month back claimed to seek shelter
[00:27.96]From the rain and
[00:28.76]F payson even called it on the spot black raven
[00:31.99]Hence the present time palaver
[00:33.07]Headlights to the harbour
[00:34.55]Thick smoke fog lies heavy on the docks
[00:37.86]Cigarettes glow from the corner
[00:39.61]Where they stock the crops
[00:41.17]Shots of the scotch no rocks
[00:43.56]Straight from the hip-flask glance at the clock tock
[00:46.35]Tick-ing indicating that the operation saving
[00:48.66]Black raven
[00:49.35]Is a go stroll down to the yachts
[00:52.15]Something doesn't smell quite right gas cooker
[00:54.79]Laced with the faint perfume of high-class hooker
[00:59.61]Veronica quite the looker
[01:00.74]The wail of violin harmonics echo in the harbour
[01:03.48]Hook a left and leave mental image resting in my brain
[01:06.91]Just in case we bust the case and must escape
[01:09.65]Board the vessel sense the millions
[01:12.46]Malone and payson handshaking through the minions
[01:15.06]And in this line of business the trick is to
[01:18.28]Wait pays look the staircase! The princess
[01:20.84]Where the snakes rub shoulders with the kings
[01:23.32]Every minute in the midst makes it harder to clock
[01:26.19]Who's who in the cesspool sink or swim
[01:29.32]Shark fins circling the block
[01:31.91]Where the snakes rub shoulders with the kings
[01:34.61]Every minute in the midst makes it harder to clock
[01:37.60]Who's who in the cesspool sink or swim
[01:40.61]Shark fins circling the block
[01:43.57]Lucky us the princess is the boss' only offspring
[01:46.43]The reason 20 unsuited suiters lie in coffins
[01:49.63]Grim stories over gin of their demises
[01:51.84]Requires this sire outside for oxygen
[01:55.49]As we walk on to the dim lit deck
[01:57.27]Necks almost twist to check through the mist
[02:00.55]A swiftly approaching boat in the distance
[02:03.51]Mysterious from the hull to the engines
[02:06.57]Truth I make it 4 silhouetted suits on the approach yo
[02:09.81]Throwing out a rope between the boats so
[02:11.83]We infer quick judging by the pattern of the pack
[02:14.84]2 leads in the front plus the muscle
[02:17.01]In the back that pack the
[02:18.16]Briefcase mink-laced black leather gloves clutch
[02:20.98]Subtle stir of tension in the nerves of the lady dove
[02:24.63]It maybe love siberian clime frosty
[02:26.55]Diamond sacks liberian mine sourced
[02:53.22]The grand finale crowned with a curtain drop
[02:55.14]Couldn't know veronica's a hurting cop
[02:57.21]Heels never birkenstock twerking up the dance floor
[02:59.97]Working hard and finally reveals her work of art
[03:02.85]Stern and smart delivery of boss arrest no sympathy
[03:05.43]The man she knew by skin of
[03:07.14]D stripped of being free consequences
[03:10.02]On the fence of how to proceed
[03:11.99]When a glimpse of the pimps with the diamonds reveal
[03:14.45]Ey yo they're breaking out over the rail
[03:16.80]Into the lifeboat as slugs rain heard a voice
[03:19.56]Bellow through the hail
[03:20.48]It's smokey joe and the kid infamous wanted by interpol
[03:23.59]For decades jewel thieves top of the list
[03:26.07]The mist clears and there within the bath of
[03:28.50]The floodlights
[03:29.44]Snagged a bag of diamonds of the blood-type marauders
[03:32.93]Briefly caught their eyes across the water
[03:34.61]Grabbed the gravel sack quick then dipped with
[03:36.77]The daughter