romeo is bleeding but not so as you'd notice   he's over on 18th street as usual   looking so hatd against the hood of his car   ans putting out a cigarette in his hand   and for all the pachucos at the pumps   at romeros paint and body   they all seein how far they can spit   well it was just another night   but now they're huddled in the brake lights of a 58 belair   and listenin how romeo killed a sherif with his knife      and they all jump when they hear the sirens   but romeo just laughs and says   all the racket in the world ain't never gonna   save that coppers ass   he'll never see another summertime for gunnin down my   brother   and leavin him like a dog beneath a car without his knife      and romeo says hey man gimme a cigatette   and they all reach for their pack   and frankie lights it for him and pats him on the back   and throws a bottle at a milk truck   and as it breaks he graps his nuts   and they all know they could ve just like romeo   if they only had the guts      but romeo is bleeding but nobody can tell   amd he sings along with the radio   with a bullet in his chest   and he combs back his fenders   and they all agree its clear   that everything is cool now that romeos here   but romeo is bleeding   and he winches now and then and he leans against   the car door and feels the blood in his shoes   and someones crying in the phone booth   at the 5 points by the store   romeo starts his engine   and wipes the blood of the door   and he brodys through the signal   with the radio full blast   leavin the boys there hikin up their chinos   and they all try to stand like romeo   beneath the moon cut like a sicle   and they're talkin now in spanish about their hero      but romeo is bleeding as he gives the man his ticket   and he climbs to the balcony at the movies   and he'll die without a wimper   like every heros dream   just an angel with a bullet   and cagney in the screen