The lads need some help with the biz; it
Falls to Furio, who comes for a visit
Tony’s panic is back
Yet another attack
Then Melfi calls – a blessing, or is it?
Tony heads for the old country
Along with Christopher and Paulie
They’re into the food and the drugs
While Tony’s looking for hugs
From the boss, who’s – get this – a lady!
Richie’s out after doing a dime
And he wants to make up for lost time
He’s quite keen on violence
But not so on silence
Not ideal when you’re in organised crime
Great news – Med’s passed her driving test
Her dad says she learned from the best
Meanwhile, Janice and Tony
Continue their acrimony
And Junior’s out on house arrest
Janice turns up out of the blue
Tony wonders what his sister’s up to
Concerned about mother?
Pah! Pull the other
And it starts with that great montage, too
Ain’t no hallucination or joke
Tony’s one bear you never should poke
He’ll avenge his betrayal
But then Jun goes to jail
And Livia, she has a stroke
Junior’s had enough of all this shit
And so he arranges a hit
On his very own nephew
But then Tony says, “Eff you,”
When the hitmen he’s able to outwit
Vin says Pussy is wired for sound
But is he just trying to confound?
Tony hates what he hears
One of his biggest fears
So has Sil keep an ear to the ground
Chrissie moves into the music trade
But fears his singer is starting to fade
He takes things too far
When he grabs a guitar
And smacks him till he makes the grade
Turns out Junior’s a generous lover
But he wants that to remain undercover
He fears if word gets around
That he dines downtown
His sexuality might be classed as “other”