Count Zero - Finnegan lyrics

Very obvious Even Ho Chi Min could sympathize with the mess I'm in I'm number one son please tell me Are you Charlie Chan? Give me wise proverbials I'm your number one fan Tired of the cheap towels that scratch my skin Tiny soaps and TV are my only friends Two thugs on an ambush spy me through conical eyes I'm a walking target in a bullseye disguise Pick it up Pack it up Pack it in my bag again I'm on the move my new name is Finnegan Pick it up Pack it up Pistol in my back again I'm on the news 'cause they're closing in again Closing in on me. I'm no desperado I am no culprit I'm no hired hitman I'm sick of this! Gla** goes flying bang and crack My reflection shatters and it's luck I lack I'm framed like a Rembrandt that's me on a postal wall There's a one-armed bandit out there and I took his fall. Pick it up Pack it up Pack it in my bag again I'm on the move my new name is Finnegan Pick it up Pack it up Pistol in my back again I'm on the news 'cause they're closing in again Pick it up Pack it up Pack it in my bag again I'm on the move my new name is Finnegan