1.Werewolves of London
Lyricist：Leroy Marinell, Waddy Wachtel, Warren Zevon
I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
Walkin' through the streets of Soho in the rain
He was lookin' for the place called Lee Ho Fooks
Gonna get a big dish of beef chow mein
Aaahoo! Werewolves of London
Aaahoo!
Aaahoo! Werewolves of London
Aaahoo!
Ya hear him howlin' around your kitchen door
Ya better not let him in
Little old lady got mutilated late last night
Werewolves of London again
Aaahoo! Werewolves of London
Aaahoo!
Aaahoo! Werewolves of London
Aaahoo!
He's the hairy, hairy gent, who ran amok in Kent
Lately he's been overheard in Mayfair
You better stay away from him
He'll rip your lungs out Jim
Huh, I'd like to meet his tailor
Aaahoo! Werewolves of London
Aaahoo!
Aaahoo! Werewolves of London
Aaahoo!
Well, I saw Lon Chaney walkin' with the queen
Doin' the werewolves of London
I saw Lon Chaney Jr. walkin' with the queen
Doin' the werewolves of London
I saw a werewolf drinkin' a pina colada at Trader Vic's
And his hair was perfect
Aaahoo! Werewolves of London
Draw blood
Aaahoo! Werewolves of London
2.Tenderness On The Block
Lyricist：Jackson Browne, Warren Zevon
Mama, where's your pretty little girl tonight？
Trying to run before she can walk, that's right
She's growing up, she has a young man waiting
She's growing up, she has a young man waiting
Wide eyes, she'll be street-wise
To the lies and the jive talk
But she'll find true love
And tenderness on the block
Daddy, don't you ask her when she's coming in
And when she's home don't ask her where she's been
She's going out, she has a young man waiting
She's going out, can't keep her young man waiting
She'll be okay, let her have her day
'Cause it's a long way, it's a long walk
But she'll find true love
And tenderness on the block
I know how much it hurts to see her go
She has a mind of her own, you know
She's all grown up, she has a young man waiting
She's all grown up, she has a young man waiting
She was wide-eyed, now she's street-wise
To the lies and the jive talk
But she'll find true love
And tenderness on the block
She'll find true love
And tenderness on the block
3.Lawyers, Guns and Money
Lyricist：Warren Zevon
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, hey
Send lawyers, guns and money
Dad, get me out of this yeah
I'm the innocent bystander somehow I got stuck
Between the rock and a hard place
And I'm down on my luck yes I'm down on my luck
Well I'm down on my luck
I'm hiding in Honduras
I'm a desperate man
Send lawyers, guns and money
The shit has hit the fan, hey
Send lawyers, guns and money
Send lawyers, guns and money
Send lawyers, guns and money
Send lawyers, guns and money
4.Excitable Boy
Lyricist：Roy Marinell, Warren Zevon
Well, he went down to dinner in his Sunday best
Excitable boy, they all said
And he rubbed the pot roast all over his chest
Excitable boy, they all said
Well, he's just an excitable boy
He took in the four a.m. show at the Clark
Excitable boy, they all said
And he bit the usherette's leg in the dark
Excitable boy, they all said
Well, he's just an excitable boy
And he took little Suzie to the Junior Prom
Excitable boy, they all said
And he raped her and killed her, then he took her home
Excitable boy, they all said
Well, he's just an excitable boy
And after ten long years they let him out of the home
Excitable boy, they all said
And he dug up her grave and built a cage with her bones
Excitable boy, they all said
Well, he's just an excitable boy
5.Johnny Strikes Up the Band
Lyricist：Warren Zevon
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
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
Johnny strikes up the band
When Johnny strikes up the
When Johnny strikes up the
When Johnny strikes up the band
Johnny strikes up the band
Johnny strikes up the band
When Johnny strikes up the
When Johnny strikes up the
When Johnny strikes up the band
6.Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner
Lyricist：David Lindell, Warren Zevon
Roland was a warrior from the land of the midnight sun
With a Thompson gun for hire, fighting to be done
The deal was made in Denmark on a dark and stormy day
So he set out for Biafra to join the bloody fray
Through sixty-six and seven they fought the Congo war
With their fingers on their triggers, knee-deep in gore
For days and nights they battled the Bantu to their knees
They killed to earn their living and to help out the Congolese
Roland the Thompson gunner
Roland the Thompson gunner
His comrades fought beside him, Van Owen and the rest
But of all the Thompson gunners, Roland was the best
So the C I A decided they wanted Roland dead
That son-of-a-bitch Van Owen blew off Roland's head
Roland the headless Thompson gunner, Norway's bravest son
They can still see his headless body stalking through the night
In the muzzle flash of Roland's Thompson gun
In the muzzle flash of Roland's Thompson gun
Roland searched the continent for the man who'd done him in
He found him in Mombasa in a bar-room drinking gin
Roland aimed his Thompson gun he didn't say a word
But he blew Van Owen's body from there to Johannesburg
Roland the headless Thompson gunner
Roland the headless Thompson gunner
Roland the headless Thompson gunner
Talkin' about the man, Roland the headless Thompson gunner
The eternal Thompson gunner still wandering through the night
Now it's ten years later but he still keeps up the fight
In Ireland, in Lebanon, in Palestine and Berkeley
Patty Hearst heard the burst of Roland's Thompson gun and bought
it
7.Accidentally Like a Martyr
Lyricist：Warren Zevon
The phone don't ring, no, no
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
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
We made mad love, shadow love
Random love and abandoned love
Accidentally like a martyr
The hurt gets worse
And the heart gets harder
8.Nighttime In The Switching Yard
Lyricist：Jorge Calderon, David Lindell, Waddy Wachtel, Warren Zevon
Nighttime in the switching yard
Nighttime in the switching yard
Nighttime in the switching yard
Nighttime in the switching yard
Get it out on the mainline
Listen to the rhythm of the train go by
Get it out on the mainline
Listen to the rhythm of the train go by
Listen to the train whistle whine
Listen to the train whistle whine
Nighttime in the switching yard
Nighttime in the switching yard
Nighttime in the switching yard
Nighttime in the switching yard
Hey
See that train
See that train
See that train
See that train
See that train, the midnight train runs both ways
See that train, the midnight train runs both ways
See that train, the midnight train runs both ways
See that train, the midnight train runs both ways
Nighttime in the switching yard
Nighttime in the switching yard
Do it
Doot dat, doot dat, doot dada
Doot dat, doot dat, doot dada
Doot dat, doot dat, doot dada
Doot dat, doot dat, doot dada
Doot dat, doot dat, doot dada
Doot dat, doot dat, doot dada
Doot dat, doot dat, doot dada
Doot dat, doot dat, doot dada
Listen to the train whistle whine
Listen to the train whistle whine
Listen to the train whistle whine
Listen to the train whistle whine
Listen to the train
Listen to the train
Listen to the train
Listen to the track
9.Veracruz
Lyricist：Jorge Calderon, Warren Zevon
I heard Woodrow Wilson's guns
I heard Maria crying
Late last night I heard the news
That Veracruz was dying
Veracruz was dying
Someone called Maria's name
I swear it was my father's voice
Saying, 'If you stay you'll all be slain
You must leave now, you have no choice'
'Take the servants and ride west
Keep the child close to your chest
When the American troops withdraw
Let Zapata take the rest'
I heard Woodrow Wilson's guns
I heard Maria calling
Veracruz is dying
And Cuernavaca's falling
Aquel dia yo jure
Hacia el puerto volvere
Aunque el destino cambio mi vida
En Veracruz morire
Aquel dia yo jure
I heard Woodrow Wilson's guns
I heard them in the harbor
Saying, 'Veracruz was dying'
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