[00:43.52]Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight [00:54.95]And nobody flinched down by the arcade [00:59.44]And the marquees weren't weeping they went stark-raving mad [01:04.24]And the cabbies were the only ones that really had it made [01:08.80]And his cold trousers were twisted and the sirens high and shrill [01:14.82]And crumpled in his fist was a five-dollar bill [01:18.68]And the naked mannequins with their Cheshire grins [01:23.49]And the raconteurs and roustabouts said 'Buddy come on in 'cause [01:29.00]'Cause the dreams ain't broken down here now they're walking with a limp [01:34.67]Now that Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight' [01:40.35]And nobody flinched down by the arcade [01:44.91]And the burglar alarm's been disconnected [01:47.71]And the newsmen start to rattle [01:50.65]And the cops are telling jokes about some whorehouse in Seattle [01:57.01]And the fire hydrants plead the Fifth Amendment [02:00.25]And the furniture is bargains galore [02:03.06]But the blood is by the jukebox on an old linoleum floor [02:09.24]And what a hot rain on Forty-Second Street [02:12.73]And now the umbrellas ain't got a chance [02:15.67]And the newsboy's a lunatic with stains on his pants 'cause [02:20.34]'Cause Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight [02:25.28] [02:26.93]And no one's gone over to close his eyes [02:29.73]And there's a racing form in his pocket [02:32.85]Circled 'Blue Boots' in the third [02:36.23]And the cashier at the clothing store didn't say a word [02:41.65]As the siren tears the night in half and someone lost his wallet [02:46.21] [02:46.89]Well a surveillance of assailance it that's what you want to call it [02:53.15]And the whores hike up their skirts and fish for drug-store prophylactics [02:56.16] [02:59.33]With their mouths cut just like razor blades and their eyes are like stilettos [03:04.47] [03:05.39]And her radiator's steaming and her teeth are in a wreck and nah [03:09.89]She won't let you kiss her but what the hell do you expect [03:13.63]And the Gypsies are tragic and if you want to buy perfume [03:17.09] [03:17.97]Well they'll bark you down like carneys sell you Christmas cards in June but [03:24.27]But Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight [03:30.51]And his headstone's a gumball machine [03:33.38]No more chewing gum or baseball cards or overcoats or dreams [03:39.24]Someone's hosing down the sidewalk and he's only in his teens 'cause [03:45.73]'Cause Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight [03:51.60]And a fistful of dollars can't change that [03:55.09]And someone copped his watch fob and someone got his ring [04:00.09]And the newsboy got his porkpie Stetson hat [04:03.70]And the tuberculosis old men at the Nelson wheeze and cough [04:09.63] [04:10.80]And someone will head south until this whole thing cools off 'cause [04:17.35]'Cause Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight yeah [04:23.65]Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight