Paul Roland - Public enemy

The ^EG-Men wait in limousines, huddled in their raincoat dreams ^ASheets of rain in headlight beams, ^Bstreaming cold on black windscreens

^EBy the rear-view mirror stands J. Edgar Hoover comb in hand ^AIn the phone booth ‘cross the street O’^BBanion tries to eat the heat^E

^BThe desk clerk drawls, “It’s ^Esuch a crime, ^Bthat poor guy room bound ^Eall the time.” The ^F#FBI they’re ^Anot so dumb, they’re ^Bclosing in on ^Dnumber ^Eone.

^EHe’s a well-known face in town, too well-known to be shown around So ^Ashe takes their car down-^Btown

His ^Ehoodlum eyes through surgery have reddened most alarmingly The ^Adoctor leaves and in his case a ^Bpaper bag with Eddie’s face.

And I ^Eknow he's a public ene^Bmy E - E - B - B x6