Warren Zevon

The phone don't ring
And the sun refused to shine
Never thought I'd have to pay so dearly
For what was already mine
For such a long, long time
We made mad love
Shadow love
Random love
And abandoned love
Accidentally like a martyr
The hurt gets worse and the heart gets harder

The days slide by
Should have done, should have done, we all sigh
Never thought I'd ever be so lonely
After such a long, long time
Time out of mind
We made mad love
Shadow love
Random love
And abandoned love
Accidentally like a martyr
The hurt gets worse and the heart gets harder

Hurry home early hurry on home
Boom Boom Mancini's fighting Bobby Chacon
Hurry home early hurry on home
Boom Boom Mancini's fighting Bobby Chacon

>From Youngstown, Ohio, Ray "Boom Boom" Mancini
A lightweight contender, like father like son
He fought for the title with Frias in Vegas
And he put him away in round number one

Hurry home early hurry on home
Boom Boom Mancini's fighting Bobby Chacon
Hurry home early hurry on home
Boom Boom Mancini's fighting Bobby Chacon

When Alexis Arguello gave Boom Boom a beating
Seven weeks later he was back in the ring
Some have the speed and the right combinations
If you can't take the punches, it don't mean a thing

Hurry home early hurry on home
Boom Boom Mancini's fighting Bobby Chacon
Hurry home early hurry on home
Boom Boom Mancini's fighting Bobby Chacon

When they asked him who was responsible
For the death of Du Koo Kim
He said, "Some one should have stopped the fight
And told me it was him."
They made hypocrite judgements after the fact
But the name of the game is be hit and hit back

Hurry home early hurry on home
Boom Boom Mancini's fighting Bobby Chacon
Hurry home early hurry on home
Boom Boom Mancini's fighting Bobby Chacon

My baby's sweeter
Lord, she's sweeter than apple butter
My baby's sweeter
You know, she's sweeter than apple butter
She's lonely tonight
I just brought her over from Calcutta

Jungle telephone
Ding a dong ding ding with a red mud
Ching a chong ching ching

Gorilla go bang bang ling ling
Gorilla go bang bang _ling ling

Great white hunter
He shoot gun gun
Country boy baboon
Him go run run

Gorilla go bang bang ling ling
Gorilla go bang bang ling ling

Get Back Gorilla!!!!!!

She tells him she thinks she needs to be free
He tells her he doesn't understand
She takes his hand
She tells him nothing's working out the way they planned

She's so many women
He can't find the one who was his friend
So he's hanging on to half her heart
He can't have the restless part
So he tells her to hasten down the wind

Then he agrees he thinks she needs to be free
Then she says she'd rather be with him
But it's just a whim
By which she hopes to keep him on the limb

She's so many women
He can't find the one who was his friend
So he's hanging on to half her heart
He can't have the restless part
So he tells her to hasten down the wind

If you's a hitchhikin' woman
You can thumb a ride with me . . yeah
If you's a hitchhikin' woman
You can thumb a ride with me, yes, yes, yeah
I just had my crankcase greased, mama
My natural motor won't give out on me
Hey, come on baby
I'm gonna ride you slow and easy
Any way to make it last . . .
yeah I'm gonna ride you slow and easy
Any way to make it last . . . yeah
Oh, when the riding gets good, mama
I'll have to shake my head, yes, yes
Play the blues, boys . . .

Now, your grandma's, and my grandma's,
sittin' by the fire
My grandma told your grandma,
"I'm gonna set your flag on fire."
Hey, now (hey now) Hey now, (hey now)
Iko-iko an dey (yeah)
Chakko mo fino, ah-nah-ney
Chakko mo fi-nah-ney
Now, your flag boy and my flag boy
Was sittin' by the fire
My flag boy told your flag boy
"I'm gonna set your flag on fire."
Hey, now (hey now) Hey now, (hey now)
Iko-iko an dey (yeah)
Chakko mo fino, ah-nah-ney
Chakko mo fi-nah-ney
(Hey, hey now)
Now, look at my king,
All dressed in red
Iko-Iko an-dey
I betcha' five dollars,
He'll kill ya dead
Chakko mo fi-nah-ney
Hey, now (hey now) Hey now, (hey now)
Iko-iko an dey (hey)
Chakko mo fino, ah-nah-ney
Chakko mo fi-nah-ney
IKO! (descending into general hilarity)

Dry your eyes, my little friend
Let me take you by the hand
Freddie get ready
Rock steady
When Johnny strikes up the band

They'll be rocking in the projects
Walking down along the strand
Freddie get ready
Rock steady
When Johnny strikes up the band
When Johnny strikes up the...
When Johnny strikes up the...
When Johnny strikes up the band

And Johnny is my main man
He's the keeper of the keys
He'll put your mind at ease
He's guaranteed to please
Back by popular demand

Look around, my little friend
Jubilation in the land
Freddie get ready
Rock steady
When Johnny strikes up the band
When Johnny strikes up the...
When Johnny strikes up the...
When Johnny strikes up the band

Lear jet S.W.A.T. team
On a midnight run
With the M16
And the Ingram gun
We parachute in
We parachute out
"Death from above"
We're screaming now

Where the pay is good
And the risk is high
It's understood
We'll do or die
Sten gun in hand
Where the gun is law
From Ovamboland
To Nicaragua

Strength and muscle and jungle work

Three young men
In a Russian truck
With a little Mac10
Sent 'em running to the huts
A few young men
The few who dare
To battle in hell
Le Mercenaire!

Strength and muscle and jungle work

Well, I went home with the waitress
The way I always do
How was I to know
She was with the Russians, too

I was gambling in Havana
I took a little risk
Send lawyers, guns and money
Dad, get me out of this

I'm the innocent bystander
Somehow I got stuck
Between the rock and the hard place
And I'm down on my luck
And I'm down on my luck
And I'm down on my luck

Now I'm hiding in Honduras
I'm a desperate man
Send lawyers, guns and money
The shit has hit the fan

Send lawyers, guns and money

Well, I went home with the waitress
The way I always do
How was I to know
She was with the Russians, too

I was gambling in Havana
I took a little risk
Send lawyers, guns and money
Dad, get me out of this

I'm the innocent bystander
Somehow I got stuck
Between the rock and the hard place
And I'm down on my luck
And I'm down on my luck
And I'm down on my luck

Now I'm hiding in Honduras
I'm a desperate man
Send lawyers, guns and money
The shit has hit the fan

Send lawyers, guns and money

I started as an altar boy working at the church
Learning all my holy moves doing some research
Which led me to a cash box labelled "Children's Fund"
I'd leave the change and tuck the bills inside my cumberbund

I got a part-time job at my father's carpet store
Laying tackless stripping and housewives by the score
I loaded up their furniture and took it to Spokane
Auctioned off every last naugahyde divan

I'm very well acquainted with the seven deadly sins
I keep a busy schedule trying to fit them in
I'm proud to be a glutton and I don't have time for sloth
I'm greedy and I'm angry and I don't care who I cross

CHORUS
I'm Mr. Bad Example, intruder in the dirt
I llike to have a good time and I don't care who gets hurt
I'm Mr. Bad Example, take a look at me
I'll live to be a hundred and go down in history

Of course I went to law school and got a law degree
And counselled all my clients to plead insanity
Then worked in hair replacement swindling the bald
Where very few are chosen, fewer still are called

Then on to Monte Carlo play chemin de fer
I threw away the fortune I made transplanting hair
I put my last few francs down on a prostitute
Who took me up to her room to perform the flag salute

Whereupon I stole her passport and her wig
And headed for the airport and the midnight flight, you dig?
Fourteen hours later I was down in Adelaide
Looking through the want ads sipping Foster's in the shade

I opened up an agency somewhere down the line
To hire aboriginals to work the opal mines
But I attached their wages and took a whopping cut
And whisked away their workman's comp and pauperized the lot

CHORUS

I bought a first class ticket on Malaysian Air
Landed in Sri Lanka none the worse for wear
I'm thinking of retiring from all my dirty deals
See you in the next life, wake me up for meals