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 bring it on down to harry s place bring it on down to harry s place 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 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 when you bring it on down to harry s place bring it on down to harry s place 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 shithole on the corner no light no sign nobody on the street except the deaf dumb and blind mayor conner s on the couch father mcgowan s at the bar chief horton s at the door checking who the fuck you are seesaw bobby dressed in drag and mr nice carry me into the back room dim the lights my arms strapped to the table a thousand angels spinning up the room a voice whispers in my ear we do what we must do  when we bring it on down to harry s place bring it on down to harry s place bring it on down to harry s place bring it on down to harry s place nobody knows his number nobody knows his name if he didn t exist it d all go on just the same bring it on down to harry s place bring it on down to harry s place bring it on down to harry s place bring it on down to harry s place