Harry’s Place Bruce Springsteen (Ft. Tom Morello)

[Verse 1]
Downtown hipsters drinking up the drug line
Down in the kitchen, working in the coal mine
Got a special sin, mister, you can't quite confess?
Messy little problem, maybe baby need a new dress?
Razor-back diamond you shine too hard?
Need a hammer help you handle little trouble in your backyard?

[Chorus]
Bring it on down to Harry's Place
Bring it on down to Harry's Place

[Verse 2]
When Harry speaks it's Harry's streets, in Harry's house it's Harry's rules
You don't want to be around, brother, when Harry schools
It’s Harry's car, Harry's wife, Harry's dogs run Harry's town
Your blood and money spit shines Harry's crown
You don't fuck with Harry's money, you don't fuck Harry's girls
These are the rules, this is the world

[Chorus]
When you bring it on down to Harry's Place
Bring it on down to Harry's Place

[Bridge]
You need a little shot of something to improve your health?
A taste of that one little weakness you allow yourself?
You're looking for the key of that box you locked yourself in?
Just step up to the line and be one of Harry's friends