(Verse 1) Now gather 'round, folks, lemme tell ya a tale, 'Bout somethin' that ain't real, so don’t set sail. They say there's a thing called the mafia, see, But I'm tellin' ya now, it ain't no reality. There ain't no wise guys or mob bosses here, Just fellas in suits who like to sip their beer. No speakeasy joints, no underground scene, Just honest folks livin' the American dream. (Chorus 1) So shut your trap, keep it nice and tight, There ain't no mafia, just shadows in the night. If there was such a thing, you'd best hold your tongue, Or you'll end up talkin' through a swollen lung. (Verse 2) They say Vinny’s got connections, but that's just a yarn, Ain't nobody runnin' booze or ownin' a barn. No tommy guns hidden in violin cases, Just a buncha rumors and some wild chases. You ain't seen nothin', and you don't know Jack, If you talk too much, you might not come back. No cement shoes or kisses on the cheek, Just a couple of fellas who don’t like to speak. (Chorus 2) So shut your trap, keep it nice and tight, There ain't no mafia, just shadows in the night. If there was such a thing, you'd best not to croak, Or you'll find yourself the punchline of a joke. (Bridge) Now listen up, kid, this ain't no jest, Keep your lips sealed and let things rest. There ain't no syndicate or family ties, Just some fellas playin' cards, tellin' lies. (Verse 3) So next time you hear about the mob and its crew, Remember what I said, it just ain't true. No one's pullin' strings, there ain't no Don, Just some guys playin' poker until dawn. (Chorus 3) So shut your trap, keep it nice and tight, There ain't no mafia, just shadows in the night. If there was such a thing, you'd best stay mum, Or you'll be sleepin' with the fishes, never to come. (Outro) Now go on, pal, and forget what you heard, Remember, in this town, silence is the word. The mafia don't exist, and that's the deal, But if it did, you'd best keep it real.
