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It's a cold clean shot,
but its all we've got now, darlin.
It's the only ship that's sailing,
and its going.
Ain't no quick escape,
and I hate to say.
You better get your gang,
Or we ain't getting past the Bronx.

Yeah, one shot is all it takes
And you'll miss it if you blink.
I'm just a torch against the pavement
And you're all a bunch of snakes.

Said if you've got that bread,
then I'll go grab the lineup
And you just rest your pretty head
before the fights.
Let those streetlights paint you,
be your only covers,
let the parlance of East Harlem
say goodnight.

Yeah, one shot is all it takes
And you'll miss it if you blink.
I'm just a torch against the pavement
And you're all a bunch of snakes.

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from Meet Me In Cognito, released February 25, 2014

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The Bottom Dollars New York

Cherch &
Berg &
Mick &
Sean &
Chris &
Jer

"Professional Sonic Assassins" - CMJ

"The sonic version of a worn-in leather jacket" - P&W

"It's having a flask tucked, at all times, in the inside pocket of any coat that would ever be worn. It's keeping that flask healthily full with something that coats." - Paste Magazine

"The Bottom Dollars go ALL NIGHT!" - Village Voice

"Smoldering" - The Deli
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