Breakfast With the Mafia

breakfast with the mafia an early burbs Thursday we watch them through the window trying to figure out what they're saying eating their new york bagels while they plan and plot we are watching for drive bys making sure we know when to drop one looks like Jr Soprano he gets out of his chauffered car we are guessing they're all packing at least their bodyguards are we wonder who's gonna get hit today whose day's just might be numbered we're glad that they don't know us we don't have to be encumbered the underworld is thriving by the looks of this tight clan they silence the moment someone walks by so they don't overhear their plans we hurry with our coffee before Tony Soprano arrives we just want to leave here while we're still alive