"Star Wars Hips" lyrics - LIFTER PULLER

Here's what happened in the back of the restaurant
Couple debutantes, 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 coming out of the woodwork
The pigs are coming in through the windows

My advice
Is dye your eyes
And stay inside

I told them:
"Suppose 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