The year is 1933
Our man Iron mike be drunk at the speakeasy
when mans
Marino and Murphy, Pasqua and Green
set to knock our man mike to 6-feet-deep
they took out a claim of 66g’s
before telling Iron Mike he could drink for free
Man Mike drank henny till his head turned to jelly
passed out in the gutter but his heart stayed steady
The group filled him with anti freeze, oysters and tacks
Yet Mike wouldn’t die these mens was just wack
Till one day Murphy knocked Iron Mike on his back
Took him up to his room and filled him with gas
Mike the durable was gone, but his death sounded sketchy.
Iron Mike was gone but god definitly wasn’t ready
for a man like mike with a liver made of iron
so the police got hot on the trail with ear piercing siren.
They corned the group without a day to spare
letting those mans fry like eggs in the electric chair
Mike be up there now, sipping anti-freeze and tacks
whilst his killers be below with hot pokers in their backs