“There’s corpses in the rain just corpses in the rain …… What a glorious feeling I’m murd’rin again…. I’m laughing madly so dark is my head ……. The gun’s in my hand and I want to see dead – oh, you don’t like my music, maestro? You’d rather go to Egypt and look at stuffy old Pharaohs? Well, I’ll just stick around with Dim and Georgie.”
By Milton Luros.
“There’s corpses in the rain just corpses in the rain …… What a glorious feeling I’m murd’rin again…. I’m laughing madly so dark is my head ……. The gun’s in my hand and I want to see dead – oh, you don’t like my music, maestro? You’d rather go to Egypt and look at stuffy old Pharaohs? Well, I’ll just stick around with Dim and Georgie.”