Isaac Bowen - Luca Brasi

You lost your keys, I lost my voice tonight

But it’s alright

Got this song in our hearts

Getting louder with each passing second

Got no concern for the morning after

Not leaving Murphy’s 'til I hear Sinatra

'Til I hear Sinatra

Old New York, what a town it must have been

When compared to broken glasses, this town’s scene

Saturday left me stranded in the street

I’ve done a lot of stupid shit

But I take back nothing

I’ve had a good day down here

I’ve got another one coming

I’ve done a lot of stupid shit

What was once lit up and golden

Sunday came and stole it

And I was fucked up on roundies the night you found me

And fuck, I wish you never found me

I’ve done a lot of stupid shit

But I take back nothing

I’ve had a good day down here

I’ve got another one coming

I’ve done a lot of stupid shit

But I take back nothing

I’ve had a good day down here

I’ve got another one coming

I’ve done a lot of stupid shit