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Insults ring out in the Shoutbox night
Enter Pockets moderator from the upper hall
He sees planktoni in a pool of tears
Cries out 'My God he's flamed them all'
Here comes the story of the Halicane
The man the authorities came to blame
For something that he never done
Put him in a prison cell but one time he coulda been
The champion of the world
Three bodies lying there does Pockets see
And another man named Bello moving around mysteriously
"I didn't do it" he says and he throws up his hands
"I was only robbing the register I hope you understand
I saw them leaving" he says and he stops
"One of us had better call up the Admins"
And so Pockets calls the Admins
And they arrive on the scene with their heavily monitoring
In the hot New Jersey night
Meanwhile far away in another part of town
Halicane and a couple of friends are driving around
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
When a mod pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time before that
In FFF that's just the way things go
If you're black you might as well not shown up on the street
'Less you wanna draw the heat.
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the mods
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowling around
He said "I saw a man running out they looked like a middleweight
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates"
And Miss Planktoni just nodded her head
Shu said "Wait a minute boys this one's not dead"
So they took him to the infirmary
And though this man could hardly see
They told him that he could identify the guilty man.
Four in the morning and they haul Halicane in
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
The wounded man looks up through his one dying eye
Says "Wha'd you bring him in here for ? He ain't the guy !"
Yes here comes the story of the Halicane
The man the authorities came to blame
For something that he never done
Put in a prison cell but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
Four months later the Spam Coliseum is in flame
Halicane's in South America fighting for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
And the Admins are putting the screws to him looking for somebody to blame
"Remember that murder that happened in a bar ?"
"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law ?"
"Think it might-a been that fighter you saw running that night ?"
"Don't forget that we are always right!".
Arthur Dexter Bradley said "I'm really not sure"
Mods said "A boy like you could use a break
We got you for the motel job and we're talking to your friend Bello
Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail be a nice fellow
You'll be doing FFF a favor
That sonofabitch is brave and getting braver
We want to put his ass in stir
We want to pin this triple murder on him
He ain't no Gentleman Jim".
Halicane could take a man out with just one punch
But I never did like to talk about it all that much
It's my work I'd say and I do it for pay
And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
Up to some paradise
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse along a trail
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse.
All of Halicane's cards were marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus he never had a chance
Mitsuki made Halicane's witnesses drunkards from the slums
To the Admins who watched he was a revolutionary bum
And to the Mods he was just a crazy digger
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger
And though they could not produce the gun
Shu said he was the one who did the deed
And the all-staff jury agreed.
Halicane was falsely tried
The crime was murder 'one' guess who testified
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
And the posters they all went along for the ride
How can the life of such a man
Be in the palm of some fool's hand ?
To see him obviously framed
Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where justice is a game.
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
While Halicane sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living hell
That's the story of the Hurricane
But it won't be over till they clear his name
And give him back the time he's done
Put him in a prison cell but one time he coulda been
The champion of the world.
Enter Pockets moderator from the upper hall
He sees planktoni in a pool of tears
Cries out 'My God he's flamed them all'
Here comes the story of the Halicane
The man the authorities came to blame
For something that he never done
Put him in a prison cell but one time he coulda been
The champion of the world
Three bodies lying there does Pockets see
And another man named Bello moving around mysteriously
"I didn't do it" he says and he throws up his hands
"I was only robbing the register I hope you understand
I saw them leaving" he says and he stops
"One of us had better call up the Admins"
And so Pockets calls the Admins
And they arrive on the scene with their heavily monitoring
In the hot New Jersey night
Meanwhile far away in another part of town
Halicane and a couple of friends are driving around
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
When a mod pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time before that
In FFF that's just the way things go
If you're black you might as well not shown up on the street
'Less you wanna draw the heat.
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the mods
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowling around
He said "I saw a man running out they looked like a middleweight
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates"
And Miss Planktoni just nodded her head
Shu said "Wait a minute boys this one's not dead"
So they took him to the infirmary
And though this man could hardly see
They told him that he could identify the guilty man.
Four in the morning and they haul Halicane in
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
The wounded man looks up through his one dying eye
Says "Wha'd you bring him in here for ? He ain't the guy !"
Yes here comes the story of the Halicane
The man the authorities came to blame
For something that he never done
Put in a prison cell but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.
Four months later the Spam Coliseum is in flame
Halicane's in South America fighting for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
And the Admins are putting the screws to him looking for somebody to blame
"Remember that murder that happened in a bar ?"
"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law ?"
"Think it might-a been that fighter you saw running that night ?"
"Don't forget that we are always right!".
Arthur Dexter Bradley said "I'm really not sure"
Mods said "A boy like you could use a break
We got you for the motel job and we're talking to your friend Bello
Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail be a nice fellow
You'll be doing FFF a favor
That sonofabitch is brave and getting braver
We want to put his ass in stir
We want to pin this triple murder on him
He ain't no Gentleman Jim".
Halicane could take a man out with just one punch
But I never did like to talk about it all that much
It's my work I'd say and I do it for pay
And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
Up to some paradise
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse along a trail
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse.
All of Halicane's cards were marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus he never had a chance
Mitsuki made Halicane's witnesses drunkards from the slums
To the Admins who watched he was a revolutionary bum
And to the Mods he was just a crazy digger
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger
And though they could not produce the gun
Shu said he was the one who did the deed
And the all-staff jury agreed.
Halicane was falsely tried
The crime was murder 'one' guess who testified
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
And the posters they all went along for the ride
How can the life of such a man
Be in the palm of some fool's hand ?
To see him obviously framed
Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where justice is a game.
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
While Halicane sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living hell
That's the story of the Hurricane
But it won't be over till they clear his name
And give him back the time he's done
Put him in a prison cell but one time he coulda been
The champion of the world.
One of my favorites.