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Well they came to Chicago |
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The new slaughterhouse four |
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Jimmy Talent, Puffy and Strings |
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I couldn't get one more |
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Then we went to Comiskey |
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Old man fell on my head |
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Then their was a terrible flood |
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10.000 people dead |
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That was the night |
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That was the night that Chicago Died |
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Again, again |
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Again, again |
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Among the casualties |
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Daniel Seraphine, Cetera, Lamm and Pankow |
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Not Terry Kath but the guy who replaced him |
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But the show had to go on |
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Even if no one would come |
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And their was women salatims |
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Lone ... skulls ... drums |
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That was the night |
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That was the night that Chicago Died |
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Again, again |
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Again, again |
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Water came from below |
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Rats and babies are floatin' |
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And water came from above |
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Yeah the Lounge Ax stayed open |
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Now some of Sue Miller's husbands |
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Were not performing very well that night |
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They had somehow been severely overserved |
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And then out went the pilot-light |
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And when Puffy and I started throwing matches down there |
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The water heater blew |
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Then there where two less husbands |
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That was alright with Sue |
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Cause that was the night |
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That was the night |
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That was the night that Chicago Died |
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Again, again |
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Again, again |
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That's right, that was the night that Chicago died |
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I guess I feel pretty fortune to have been there |
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Cause IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII |
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Oh yeah |
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That's right |
