It was 10:20 AM february 14th 1929 Me and the boys were surrounded by the guns of Capone and the southside. It was a cold windy morning I had a shipment to meet Down on 2122 North Clark street We checked the coast and the coast looked clear so in went the boys the time was near Bootleg liquor I waited a while just to look outside well you don't take Bugs Moran for a ride A car drew up 4 men inside with long overcoats their pockets hung wide They lined my friends up against the wall And said "Let 'em have it" that was all He killed my boys he took their lives With a hundred rounds of .45's Only Capone kills like that This all took place on St. Valentine's Day Capone was pissed that I got away But I have a very special place in my heart For that two-faced bad taste debased murderous fart. This is the story of Bugs Moran... This is the story of a very lucky man