Lyrics

The Ballad of Anthony “The Moron” Mirabella

Anthony “The Moron” Mirabella
was a well-connected Providence goodfella.
You could find him every day
at Piccolo Mondo Café
and at weddings he would dance the tarantella.

It was back in ’82 that this went down,
when Raymond Patriarca ran the town.
And so the rumor spreads
that someone’s finking to the Feds
and the word goes out the stoolie must be found.

Around this time “The Moron” felt uneasy.
A capo named Frank “Bobo” Marrapese
heard “The Moron” was the snitch
and said, “I’ll kill that son-of-a-bitch.
What I’m gonna do to him will make you queasy.”

Now “Bobo” had a day job as a cook,
in addition to moonlighting as a crook.
Along with Vito D.
and Tommy P. and Nicky B.
he arranged to lure “The Moron” to the hook.

They invited him to Fidas for a meet,
that restaurant that’s down on Valley Street.
“Bobo” had the lobster.
It was a favorite of the mobster.
But “The Moron” never had a chance…to eat.

They took him to the back where he was shot,
and they stabbed him many times to help him rot.
Then they mopped up all the stains
and disposed of his remains.
The Warwick marshes were his burial plot.

But others say “The Moron” was no fool.
He knew they thought that he’d been talking out of school.
So he turned State’s evidence
against the Mob in Providence.
It was just his way of telling them fongool.

And the Feds they faked his death as quid pro quo,
and ever since then he’s been lying low.
Now he’s John “The Moron” Doe
and he lives in Kokomo,
or he’s Joe “The Moron” Blow in Buffalo.