Here's what happened at the back of the restaraunt
Couple debutants, hundred bottles of wine
I walked into the walk-in cooler
Cops got him with a pocket full of powder
Got my pants back, got a cash advance
Got a tape deck, not the regular kind
It's a secret, you can't see it
You can't believe it, i'm the informant
And hey, juanita, well i sold you out
Got the pliers on my fingers and your name slipped out
Didn't tell em 'bout your whereabouts
Take the train downtown get lost in the crowd and
The pigs are comin outta the woodwork
The pigs are comin in through the windows
My advice is dye your eyes
And stay inside, i told them
'spose you heard about the nightclub fires
I've got two big scoops:
It wasn't just an accident, this is not coincidence
I got tired
I got tired
I got tired
And those guys got me wired