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viernes, 16 de enero de 2015

22. Johnny 99

Ralph trabaja en una fabrica de coches en Mahwah (posiblemente se trataria de la planta industrial que tiene Honda en Mahwah, en el numero 99 de la calle Franklin Turnpike, en New Jersey) y cuando esta cierra, se queda en paro.
Desesperado intenta encontrar trabajo de nuevo, pero no lo consigue.

Abatido por la frustración y sintiendose el hombre más inutil e inservible jamas visto, recurre al alcohol y comete un asesinato que le convierte en Johnny 99

Condenado a  98 años y un dia (de ahi el apodo Johnny 99), lo unico que Ralph alega en su defensa es su condición de esclavo del sistema
(tenia deudas que ningun hombre honrado podria pagar. El banco tenía mi hipoteca y se estaban llevando mi casa)

Mahwah se encuentra a dos millas de la frontera norte del estado de New Jersey con el de New York, en la autopista 17 cerca de la U.S. 202 y la Interestatales 287 y 87

Well they closed down the auto plant in Mahwah late that month
Ralph went out lookin' for a job but he couldn't find none
He came home too drunk from mixin'
Tanqueray and wine
He got a gun shot a night clerk now they call 'm Johnny 99

Down in the part of town where when you hit a red light you don't stop
Johnny's wavin' his gun around and threatenin' to blow his top
When an off duty cop snuck up on him from behind
Out in front of the Club Tip Top they slapped the cuffs on Johnny 99

Well the city supplied a public defender but the judge was Mean John Brown
He came into the courtroom and stared poor Johnny down
Well the evidence is clear gonna let the sentence son fit the crime
Prison for 98 and a year and we'll call it even Johnny 99

A fistfight broke out in the courtroom they had to drag Johnny's girl away
His mama stood up and shouted "judge don't take my boy this way"
Well son you got a statement you'd like to make
Before the bailiff comes to forever take you away

Now judge I got debts no honest man could pay
The bank was holdin' my mortgage and they was takin' my house away
Now I ain't sayin' that makes me an innocent man
But it was more 'n all this that put that gun in my hand

Well your honor I do believe I'd be better off dead
And if you can take a man's life for the thoughts that's in his head
Then won't you sit back in that chair and think it over judge one more time
And let 'em shave off my hair and put me on that execution line 

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