Brass Knuckles

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[Intro 1]
[G][Am][Bb][G][Bb]
[G][Dm][Bb][G][Bb][Gm]
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[Verse 1]
Workin' out of [Gm]homicide[C]
They told [Gm]me Joe [C]Vinelli died
We'd been a team [Gm]for seven [C]years
His widow wouldn't [Gm]waste her [F]tears
[Dm]Who'd done it? No one [Cm]seemed to care
[F]'Cause crooked cop[Dm]s
foul up [Cm]the [E]air
But since I worked so [Ebm]long with J[E]oe
I felt I had [B]the right [Am]to know

[Verse 2]
I found a club in [Em]Malibu[Am]
He'd gone when he felt
[Esus4]black and blu[Am]e
Twenty bucks in petty [Em]cash
[Am]The hat- check girl spilled
out [Em]some [Dm]trash
In a tale I heard [Am]a name
[Dm]That rang a gong to save the
[Am]game[C#]
A congressman [Cm]named [C#]Thollie Doakes
Who had a place in [Ab]Sherman Oaks

[Verse 3]
Step [Em]softly gum shoe,
you're [Bm]out of your class
You're [Bb]trailing money,
therefore then there's [Dm]glass in the grass!
Brass knuckles [Gm]won't [Bb]help you [Gm]when
your [Dm]hands ain't clean
Rubber [Gm]hoses,
broken noses are a [A]trench coat scene
And you ain't [Dm]dressed for this af[G]fair
You're breathing rarefied [C]air
Up through the [G]luscious es

[Verse 4]
[Gm]
tate I [C]wheeled
A servant [G]made [Gm]me show
[C]my shield
The congress[G]man con[Gm]versed with me
[C]He flashed his smile
[G]convincingly[Gm][F]
He said he'd [Am]not a[C] thing to [Cm]hide[F]
Which told me [Am]right [C]away he [Cm]lied[E]
'Cause how could he af
[Ebm]ford t[E]he rent
Unless he's somewhat [B]overspent?

[Verse 5]
[Am]And down the stairs he
[Em]missed his [Am]dose
The kind that takes [Em]off
ermine [Am]cloaks
She'd left her furs [Em]upon
her [Am]bed
And slipped on angel [Em]lace [Dm]instead
Her husband left [Am]to get a drink
[Dm]Her eyes squared up the
[Am]way [C#]I think
I figured Doakes had [Cm]murdered
[C#]Joe
When blackmail for his [Ab]needing go

[Verse 6]
Brass [Em]knuckles copper,
you're [Bm]falling in love
You're [Bdim]near the ri[Bb]m of hel[Dm]l,
but you see heaven above!
Brass [Gm]knuckles won't [Bb]fail you,
[Gm]but the [Dm]light touch will
Pistol [Gm]holder, chip on shoulder with
your [A]guts set to spill
You think that [Dm]justice just owes you [G]face
Your brain is [Dm]loaded with [C]blanks
The angel [G]felt

[Verse 7]
[Gm]heav[C]enly
She sank her [G]body [Gm]into [G]me[C]
My double- breasted [Gm]suit fit [C]fine
Her form aligned it[Gm]self with [F]mine
I [C]wonder I'd a [Cm]nat ural [F]brain
[Am]I smelled the truth out [Cm]clean and plain
[E]I'd have to take her
husband [Ebm]in that night
[E]I hoped he'd come
without [B]a fight[Am]

[Verse 8]
That's when the angel [Em]stole my [Am]gun
And said, "I hate [Em]to spoil [Am]your fun"
Then laughing,
she ex[Em]plained [Am]to me
The murderer was [Em]none [Dm]but she
A love affair with [Am]Joe went [Dm]tired
And six shots into [Am]him, she
[C#]fired
The congressman,
[Cm]a jerk like [C#]me
Had covered up [Ab]to keep her free

[Verse 9]
So [Em]goodbye shameless,
[Bm]I'll aim for the chest
[Bdim]The bullet [Bb]hole that [Dm]entered
near the top of your vest!
You [Gm]lost your heart already so
you [Dm]won't feel the pain
Brass [Gm]knuckles,
brass knuckles [Dm]and a[A] brass- headed brain
Take a [Dm]breath, prepare [Gm]to crash
You'll see a bright blinding flash!