Warren Zevon Unreleased Songs

1.Iko Iko

Lyricist：Barbara Hawkins, Rosa Lee Hawkins, Joan Johnson, Joe Jones,
Marilyn Jones, Sharon Jones, Jessie Thomas

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
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
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
Iko-Iko an dey, yeah
Chakko mo fino, ah-nah-ney
Chakko mo fi-nah-ney

Iko, Iko, Iko
Iko, Iko, Iko
Come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Iko, Iko


2.Mohammed's Radio

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

Everybody's restless and they've got no place to go
Someone's always trying to tell them
Something they already know
So their anger and resentment flow

But don't it make you want to Rock and Roll
All night long, Mohammed's Radio
I heard somebody singing sweet and soulful
On the radio, Mohammed's Radio

You know, the Sheriff's got his problems too
He will surely take them out on you
In walked the village idiot and his face was all aglow
He's been up all night listening to Mohammed's Radio

Don't it make you want to Rock and Roll
All night long, Mohammed's Radio
I heard somebody singing sweet and soulful
On the radio, Mohammed's Radio

Everybody's desperate trying to make ends meet
Work all day, still can't pay
The price of gasoline and meat
Alas, their lives are incomplete

Don't it make you want to Rock and Roll
All night long, Mohammed's Radio
I heard somebody singing sweet and soulful
On the radio, Mohammed's Radio

You've been up all night listening for his drum
Hoping that the righteous might just,
Might just, might just come
I heard the General whisper to his Aide-De-Camp
'Be watchful for Mohammed's lamp'

Don't it make you want to Rock and Roll
All night long, Mohammed's Radio
I heard somebody singing sweet and soulful
On the radio, Mohammed's Radio
Mohammed's Radio


3.Exictable Boy

Zevon Warren
Excitable Boy
Exictable Boy
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

He took little Susie 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
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


4.Follow Me

Written：Warren Zevon (？) circa 1966 (？)

Stars are hidden me
My lids I just can't keep on
Going now you're mine

Skies are falling, you
Are calling me and I will
Fall behind you tell me

Where we're going to
See the rain softly falling
On my window pane

Don't know where
But I don't care
I will follow him
Until the stars grow dim

Until the wind has blown
Away hey you tell me where
We're going to follow me (follow me, follow me)

My head is goin' 'round
My empty wrists are pounding
I don't know what to do
But I will follow you

Wind is cryin' trees
Are sighin' birds are flyin'
Higher now you're mine

Now the night is still
Wander where you will and I
Will find you tell me

Where we're going to
See the rain softly falling
On my window pane

Don't know where
But I don't care
I will follow him
Until the stars grow dim

Until the wind has
Blown away hey you tell me
Where we're going to

Follow me, follow me, follow me

My restless heels don't heed me
I'll wander where you lead me
But I don't know what to do
But I will follow you


5.Carmelita

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

I hear Mariachi static on my radio
And the tubes they glow in the dark
And I'm there with her in Ensenada
And I'm here in Echo Park

Carmelita hold me tighter
I think I'm sinking down
And I'm all strung out on heroin
On the outskirts of town

Well, I'm sittin' here playing solitaire
With my pearl-handled deck
The county won't give me no more methadone
They cut off your welfare check

Carmelita hold me tighter
I think I'm sinking down
And I'm all strung out on heroin
On the outskirts of town

Well, I pawned my Smith-Corona
And I went to meet my man
He hangs out down on Alvarado Street
By the Pioneer chicken stand

Carmelita hold me tighter
I think I'm sinking down
And I'm all strung out on heroin
On the outskirts of town

Carmelita hold me tighter
I think I'm sinking down
And I'm all strung out on heroin
On the outskirts of town


6.Join Me in L.A.

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

Well, they say this place is evil
That ain't why I stay
'Cause I found something
That will never be nothing
And I found it in L.A.

It was midnight in Topanga
I heard the DJ say
There's a full moon rising
Join me in L.A.

Wake up, wake up

I was at the Tropicana
On a dark and sultry day
Had to call someone long distance
I said, â½Join me in L.A.â
Join me in L.A.


7.Back In the High Life Again

Lyricist：Will Jennings, Steve Winwood

It used to seem to me that my life ran on too fast
And I had to take it slowly just to make the good parts last
But when you're born to run, it's so hard to just slow down
So don't be surprised to see me in the brighter part of town

I'll be back in the high life again
All the doors I closed one time will open up again
I'll be back in the high life again
All the eyes that watched me once will smile and take me in

And I'll drink and dance with one hand free
Let the world back into me, oh I'll be a sight to see
Back in the high life again

You used to be the best to make life be real to me
And I hope that you're still out there and you're like you used
to be
We'll have ourselves a time and we'll dance 'til the morning sun
We'll let the good times come in, we won't stop until we're done

We'll be back in the high life again
All the doors I closed one time will open up again
We'll be back in the high life again
All the eyes that watched us once will smile and take us in

And we'll drink and dance with one hand free
And have the world so easily, oh we'll be a sight to see
Back in the high life

We'll be back in the high life again
All the doors I closed one time will open up again
We'll be back in the high life again
All the eyes that watched us once will smile and take us in
Back in the high life


8.Sacrificial Lambs

Lyricist：Larry Klein, Warren Zevon

We're having a party
We're burning it down
We're building an idol
He's sad but he don't frown

He's the cream of the crop
So we're making him God
Start writing this down
When I give you the nod

Them Coptic monks
Knew how to keep it real
That Zoroastrian thing
That Rosicrucian deal

Well, they might be wrong
They don't give a damn
Long as they don't run out
Of sacrificial lambs

Eat my dust and I'll clean your clock
Eat my dust and we'll reel and rock
Eat my dust and I'll be your man
You can be my sacrificial lamb

Madame Blavansky
And her friends
Changed lead into gold
And back again

Krishnamurti said
'I'll set you free
Write a check
And make it out to me'

Take a look
At my family tree
Every brother and sister
Wants something for free

You get what pay for
From me, my friend
Nothing for nothing
Forever, amen

Eat my dust, you can touch my stole
Eat my dust and we'll rock and roll
Eat my dust and I'll be your man
You can be my sacrificial lamb

Smokey and the Bandit
And Saddam Hussein
Were staying up late
And acting insane

Along with Russell Crow
And Hafiz Assad
Start taking this down
When I give you the nod

The boys are all ready
They've laid out the plans
They're setting the stage
For the man made man

We've worked out the kinks
In your DNA
So sayonara, kid
Have a nice day

Eat my dust and I'll clean your clock
Do everything I tell you and then we'll talk
Eat my dust and I'll be your man
You can be my sacrificial lamb


9.Frank and Jesse James

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

On a small Missouri farm
Back when the West was young
Two boys learned to rope and ride
And be handy with a gun

War broke out between the states
And they joined up with Quantrill
And it was over in Clay County
That Frank and Jesse finally learned to kill

Keep on riding, riding, riding
Frank and Jesse James
Keep on riding, riding, riding
'Til you clear your names

Keep on riding, riding, riding
Across the rivers and the range
Keep on riding, riding, riding
Frank and Jesse James

After Appomattox
They was on the losing side
So no amnesty was granted
And as outlaws they did ride

They rode against the railroads
And they rode against the banks
And they rode against the governor
Never did they ask for a word of thanks

Keep on riding, riding, riding
Frank and Jesse James
Keep on riding, riding, riding
'Til you clear your names

Keep on riding, riding, riding
Across the prairies and the plains
Keep on riding, riding, riding
Frank and Jesse James

Robert Ford, a gunman
In exchange for his parole
Took the life of James the outlaw
Which he snuck up on and stole

No one knows just
Where they came to be misunderstood
But the poor Missouri farmers knew
Frank and Jesse do the best, they could

Keep on riding, riding, riding
Frank and Jesse James
Keep on riding, riding, riding
'Til you clear your names

Keep on riding, riding, riding
Across the rivers and the range
Keep on riding, riding, riding
Frank and Jesse James
Well Frank and Jesse James

Keep on riding, riding, riding
'Til you clear your names
Keep on riding, riding, riding
Across the rivers and the range
Keep on riding, riding, riding
Frank and Jesse James


10.Hasten Down the Wind

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

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 a heart
He can't have the restless part
So he tells her to hasten down the wind

And 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 a heart
He can't have the restless part
So he tells her to hasten down the wind

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


11.Poor Poor Pitiful Me

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

I lay my head on the railroad tracks
And waiting for the Double E
But railroad don't run no more
Poor poor pitiful me

Poor poor pitiful me
Poor poor pitiful me
These young girls won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe, is me

Well I met a girl in West Hollywood
I ain't naming names
But she really worked me over good
She was just like Jesse James

She really worked me over good
She was a credit to her gender
She put me through some changes Lord
Sort of like a wearing blender

Poor poor pitiful me
Poor poor pitiful me
These young girls won't let me be
Lord of mercy on me
Woe, is me

Poor poor pitiful me
Poor poor pitiful me
These young girls won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe, is me

Well I met a girl at the rainbow bar
She asked me if I'd beat her
And she took me back to the Hyatt house
I don't wanna talk about it

Poor poor pitiful me
Poor poor pitiful me
Hot little mamma
Poor poor pitiful me
Poor poor pitiful me


12.Jeannie Needs A Shooter - Live Version

Lyricist：Bruce Springsteen, Warren Zevon

I was born down by the river where the dirty water flows
And the cold wind cut through me, it cut right through my
clothes
And the anger and the yearning, like fever in my veins
Set the fire burning

She came down from Knightstown with her hands hard from the line
From the first time I laid eyes on her I knew that she'd be mine
Her father was a lawman, he swore he'd shoot me dead
'Cause he knew I wanted Jeannie and I'd have her like I said

Jeannie needs a shooter
Shooter like me
Jeannie needs a shooter
Shooter on her side
Jeannie needs a shooter

We met down by the river, on the final day in May
And when I leaned down to kiss her, she did not turn away
I drew out all my money and together we did vow
To leave that very evening and get away somehow

Jeannie needs a shooter
Shooter like me
Jeannie needs a shooter
Shooter on her side
Jeannie needs a shooter

The night was cold and rainy down by the riverside
I was riding hard to meet her when a shot rang out behind
As I lay there in the darkness with a pistol by my side
Jeannie and her father rode off into the night

Jeannie needs a shooter


13.Play It All Night Long

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

Grandpa pissed his pants again
He don't give a damn
Brother Billy has both guns drawn
He ain't been right since Vietnam

'Sweet Home Alabama'
Play that dead band's song
Turn those speakers up full blast
Play it all night long

Daddy's doing Sister Sally
Grandma's dying of cancer now
The cattle all have Brucellosis
We'll get through somehow

'Sweet Home Alabama'
Play that dead band's song
Turn those speakers up full blast
Play it all night long

I'm going down to the Dew Drop Inn
See if I can drink enough
There ain't much to country living
Sweat, piss, jizz and blood

'Sweet Home Alabama
Play that dead band's song
Turn those speakers up full blast
Play it all night long

'Sweet Home Alabama
Play that dead band's song
Turn those speakers up full blast
Play it all night long, yeah


14.Desperados under the Eaves

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel
I was staring in my empty coffee cup
I was thinking that the gypsy wasn't lyin'
All the salty margaritas in Los Angeles
I'm gonna drink 'em up

And if California slides into the ocean
Like the mystics and statistics say it will
I predict this motel will be standing
Until I pay my bill

Don't the sun look angry through the trees
Don't the trees look like crucified thieves
Don't you feel like Desperados under the eaves
Heaven help the one who leaves

Still waking up in the mornings with shaking hands
And I'm trying to find a girl who understands me
But except in dreams you're never really free
Don't the sun look angry at me

I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel
I was listening to the air conditioner hum
It went mmm, mmm, mmm

Look away down Gower Avenue, look away
Look away down Gower Avenue, look away
Look away down Gower Avenue, look away
...


15.Mannish Boy

Lyricist：Mel London, Ellas Mcdaniel, Mckinley Morganfield

When I was a little boy, about the age of five
My Mama told me, I'd be the greatest thing alive
Now I'm a man, way past twenty-one
Come on with me honey, we'll have lots of fun

I said 'm, a, child, n', that represent man
That indicate I'm grown
But when I say 'wang' that mean mannish boy

I see that woman, standin' in that light
I'll make love to ya baby for three hours tight
What another man？

And when I shoots, won't never miss
Make love to your cousin, she can't resist
I said, 'm, a, child, n', that indicate 'Man'
When I say 'wang', that mean mannish boy

I'm a man, Hoochi Koochi man
Natural born, lover's man
I'm a rollin' stone, I'm a rollin' stone
I'm a rollin' stone, I'm a rollin' stone, I'm a rollin' stone

Well I'm going down to Kansas soon
Bring back my second cousin, Little John the Conkeroo
I say 'm, a, child, n', that indicate I'm grown

I'm a man, Hoochi Koochi man
Natural born, lover's man
I'm a rollin' stone, I'm a rollin' stone, I'm a rollin' stone


16.Raspberry Beret

Lyricist：Prince Rogers Nelson

I was working part time in the five and dime
My boss was Mr. McGee, he told me several times
That he didn't like my kind
'Cause I was a bit too leisurely

I was always busy doing something close to nothing
Different then the time before
That's when I saw her, oh, I saw her
She walked in through the out door, out door

She wore a raspberry beret
The kind you find in a second hand store
Raspberry beret
When it was warm she didn't wear much more
Raspberry beret, I think I love her

Built the way she was, she had the nerve to ask me
If I meant to do her any harm
So I put her on the back of my bike and we went riding
Down by old man Johnson's farm

Now rainy days never turned me on
But something about the way, the clouds and her mixed
She wasn't too bright to know the way she kissed me
I knew she knew how to get her kicks

She wore a raspberry beret
The kind you find in a second hand store
Raspberry beret
When it was warm she didn't wear much more
Raspberry beret, I think I love her

She wore a raspberry beret
The kind you find in a second hand store
Raspberry beret
When it was warm she didn't wear much more
Raspberry beret, I think I love her

She wore a raspberry beret
The kind you find in a second hand store
Raspberry beret
When it was warm she didn't wear much more
Raspberry beret, I think I love her
...


17.I'll Sleep When I'm Dead

Lyricist：Jon Bon Jovi, Desmond Child, Richard S. Sambora

So much to do, there's plenty on the farm
I'll sleep when I'm dead
Saturday night I like to raise a little harm
I'll sleep when I'm dead

I'm drinking heartbreak motor oil and Bombay gin
I'll sleep when I'm dead
Straight from the bottle, twisted again
I'll sleep when I'm dead alright

Well, I take this medicine as prescribed
I'll sleep when I'm dead
It don't matter if I get a little tired
I'll sleep when I'm dead

I've got a 38 special up on the shelf
I'll sleep when I'm dead
If I start acting stupid
I'll shoot myself
And I'll sleep when I'm dead

So, much to do, there's plenty on the farm
I'll sleep when I'm dead
Saturday night I like to raise a little harm
I'll sleep when I'm dead alright


18.You Don't Know What Love Is

Lyricist：Gene Depaul, Don Raye

You don't know what love is
Until you've learned the meaning of the Blues
Until you've loved a love you had to lose
You don't know what love is

You don't know how lips hurt
Until you've kissed and had to pay the cost
Until you've flipped your heart and you have lost
You don't know what love is


19.Crosscut Saw

Lyricist：R G Ford, Ingram, Moss, Person, Sanders, Walker

I'm a crosscut saw
Come on drag me across your log

I'm a crosscut saw
Come and drag me across your log
Well I'll cut your wood so easy for you
You gonna say, 'Hot dog'

Some call me wood choppin' Danny
Some call me wood cuttin' Sam
I'll cut your wood so good
You will ask me back again

Crosscut saw
Drag me across your log
I'll cut your wood so easy for you
You gonna have to say, 'Hot dog'

Some call me wood choppin' Sam
Some call me wood cuttin' Dan
I'll cut your wood so good
You know you'll want me back again

I'm a crosscut saw
Come on drag me across your log
Well I'll cut your wood so easy for you
You gonna have to say, 'Hot dog'


20.Bed of Coals

Lyricist：T-bone Burnett, Warren Zevon

I've been lying on a bed of coals
I've been crying out of control

I roll and I tumble
Every time I come down
I'm too old to die young
And too young to die now

I've been sleeping on a bed of nails
I've been bleeding, it never fails

I feel every needle
That pierced through my heart
I'm too old to die young
And I can't play the part

Bed of coals
Bed of nails
Through the smoke
Behind the veils

Bed of coals
Bed of nails
Through the smoke
Behind the veils

I've been lying on a bed of stone
I've been dying all alone

I pray for the power
To turn it around
I'm too old to die young
And too young to die now

Bed of coals
Bed of nails
Through the smoke
Behind the veils

Bed of coals
Bed of nails
Through the smoke
Behind the veils
...


21.Empty-Handed Heart

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

All these empty places, I try so hard to fill
Will I find another love？ I pray to God I will
Girl, we had some good times, time does not stand still
It's rolling like a rock slide, down a hill

I've met someone I care for, I know she cares for me
Will I fall in love again？ It's a possibility
But girl, we had some good times, that time cannot undo
No one will ever take the place of you

Heart jinxed condition, never sure how I feel
Trying to separate the real thing, from the wishful thinking
Sometimes I wonder, if I'll make it without you
I'm determined to, I'll make my stand
And if after all is said and done, you'll only find one special
one

Remember when we used to watch the sun set in the sea
(Then I've thrown down diamonds in the sand)
You said you'd always be in love with me
(Then I've thrown down diamonds in the sand)

All through the night we danced and sang
(Then I've thrown down diamonds in the sand)
Made love in the mornings while the church bells rang
(Then I've thrown down diamonds in the sand)

Leave the fire behind you and start
I'll be playing it by ear, left here with an empty-handed heart


22.Jungle Work

Lyricist：Jorge Calderon, Warren Zevon

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
Strength and muscle and jungle work
Strength and muscle and jungle work
Strength and muscle and jungle work

Three young men
In a Russian truck
With a little M10
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
Strength and muscle and jungle work
Strength and muscle and jungle work
Strength and muscle and jungle work
Strength and muscle and jungle work
Strength and muscle and jungle work


23.Wanted Dead Or Alive

Lyricist：Jon Bon Jovi, Richie Sambora

I am wanted dead or alive
I'm wanted everywhere, I've got to survive
They say I am a violent man
Only trying to do the best I can, dig it

I am wanted dead or alive
Fifteen states I've got to survive
I am wanted dead or alive
I'm a new kind of man, I've got to survive

Running a long way

I am wanted dead or alive
I'm wanted everywhere, I've got to survive
Now all I'm trying to do is find a peaceful place
But they say I have an outlaw face

My Lord, I have an outlaw's face
I have an outlaw's face
They say I have an outlaw's face
Oh my, my, my, I have an outlaw's face
I have an outlaw's face
I have an outlaw's face


24.The French Inhaler

Lyricist：Warren Devon

How're you going to make your way in the world
When you weren't cut out for working？
When your fingers are slender and frail
How're you going to get around in this sleazy bedroom town
If you don't put yourself up for sale？

Where will you go with your scarves and your miracles？
Who's gonna know who you are？
Drugs and wine and flattering light
You must try it again till you get it right
Maybe you'll end up with someone different every night

All these people with no home to go home to
They'd all like to spend the night with you maybe I would, too
But tell me how're you going to make your way in the world,
woman
When you weren't cut out for working？
And you just can't concentrate and you always show up late

You said you were an actress
Yes, I believe you are I thought you'd be a star
So I drank up all the money, yes I drank up all the money
With these phonies in this Hollywood bar
These friends of mine in this Hollywood bar

Loneliness and frustration
We both came down with an acute case
When the lights came up at two I caught a glimpse of you
And your face looked like something
Death brought with him in his suitcase

Your pretty face it looked so wasted
Another pretty face devastated
The French inhaler he stamped and mailed her
So long, Norman she said, so long, Norman


25.A Certain Girl

Lyricist：Naomi Neville

There's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time
What's her name？
I can't tell you
Ahh

I can't reveal her name until she's mine
What's her name？
I can't tell you
Ahh

I've tried to make her time and time again
Still we're introduced as nothing but friends
There's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time
What's her name？
I can't tell you
Ahh

There's a certain chick I've been sweet on since I met her
What's her name？
I can't tell you
Ahh

I can't reveal her name until I get her
What's her name？
I can't tell you
Ahh

Someday I'm going to wake up and say
I'll do anything just to be your slave
There's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time
What's her name？
I can't tell you
Ahh

There's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time
What's her name？
I can't tell you
Ahh

I can't reveal her name until she's mine
What's her name？
I can't tell you
Ahh

I've tried to make her time and time again
Still we're introduced as nothing but friends
There's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time
What's her name？
I can't tell you
Ahh


26.Knockin' On Heaven's Door

Lyricist：Bob Dylan

Mama take this badge off of me
I can't use it any more
It's gettin' dark, too dark to see
And I feel I'm knockin' on Heaven's door

Knock, knock, knockin' on Heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on Heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on Heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on Heaven's door

Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot 'em anymore
I feel I'm knockin' on Heaven's door, hey

Knock, knock, knockin' on Heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on Heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on Heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on Heaven's door

Knock, knock, knockin' on Heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on Heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on Heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on Heaven's door

Knock, knock, knockin' on Heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on Heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on Heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on Heaven's door


27.Looking for the Next Best Thing

Lyricist：Kenny Edwards, Roy Marinell, Warren Zevon

I worked hard, but not for the money
I did my best to please
I used to think it was funny
'Til I realized it was all a tease

Don Quixote had his windmills
Ponce De Leon took his cruise
Took Sinbad seven voyages
To see that it was all a ruse

That's why I'm looking for the next best thing
Looking for the next best thing
I appreciate the best but I'm settling for less
So I'm looking for the next best thing

Looking for the next best thing

All alone on the road to perfection
At the inspection booth they tried to discourage me
You can believe what you want that'll never change it
Well you'll have to come around eventually

And you'll be looking for the next best thing
Looking for the next best thing
I appreciate the best, I'm settling for less
I'm looking for the next best thing

Well looking for the next best thing
Looking for the next best thing
Yes I'm looking
And I'm looking for the next best thing
I'm looking for the next best thing


28.Jeannie Needs a Shooter

Lyricist：Bruce Springsteen, Warren Zevon

I was born down by the river, where the dirty water flows
And the cold wind cut through me, it cut right through my
clothes
And the anger and the yearning, like fever in my veins
Set the fire burning

She came down from Knightstown with her hands hard from the line
From the first time I laid eyes on her I know that she'd be mine
Her father was a lawman, he swore he'd shoot me dead
'Cause he knew I wanted Jeannie and I'd haver her like I said

Jeannie needs a shooter
Shooter like me
Jeannie needs a shooter

Jeannie needs a shooter
Shooter on her side
Jeannie needs a shooter

Jeannie needs a shooter
Jeannie needs a shooter

We met down by the river on the final day in May
And when I leaned down to kiss her, she did not turn away
I drew out all my money and together we did vow
To meet that very evening, and they get away somehow

Jeannie needs a shooter
Shooter like me
Jeannie needs a shooter

Jeannie needs a shooter
Shooter on her side
Jeannie needs a shooter

Jeannie needs a shooter
Jeannie needs a shooter

The night was cold and rainy down by the borderline
I was riding hard to meet her when a shot rang out behind
As I lay there in the darkness with a pistol by my side
Jeannie and her father rode off into the night

Jeannie needs a shooter


29.My Shit's Fucked Up

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

Well, I went to the doctor
I said, 'I'm feeling kind of rough'
'Let me break it to you, son
Your shit's fucked up'

I said, 'My shit's fucked up？
Well I don't see how'
He said, 'The shit that used to work
It won't work now'

I, I had a dream
Ah shucks, oh well
Now it's all fucked up
It's shot to hell

Yeah, yeah, my shit's fucked up
It has to happen to the best of us
The rich folks suffer like the rest of us
It'll happen to you

That Amazing Grace
Sort of passed you by
You wake up every day
And you start to cry

You wanna to die
But you just can't quit
Let me break it on down
It's the fucked up shit

Yeah my shit's fucked up
Fucked up


30.Wang Dang Doodle

Lyricist：Willie Dixon

Tell Automatic Slim , tell Razor Totin' Jim
Tell Butcher Knife Totin' Annie, tell Fast Talking Fanny
A we gonna pitch a ball, a down to that union hall

We gonna romp and tromp till midnight
We gonna fuss and fight till daylight
We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long
All night long, all night long, all night long

Tell Kudu-Crawlin' Red, tell Abyssinian Ned
Tell ol' Pistol Pete, everybody gonna meet
Tonight we need no rest, we really gonna throw a mess

We gonna to break out all of the windows
We gonna kick down all the doors
We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long
All night long, all night long, all night long

Tell Fats and Washboard Sam, that everybody gonna to jam
Tell Shaky and Boxcar Joe, we got sawdust on the floor
Tell Peg and Caroline Dye, we gonna have a time

When the fish scent fill the air
There'll be snuff juice everywhere
We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long
All night long, all night long, all night long


31.I Was in the House When the House Burned Down

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

I had the shit till it all got smoked
I kept the promise till the vow got broke
I had to drink from the lovin' cup
I stood on the banks till the river rose up
I saw the bride in her wedding gown
I was in the house when the house burned down

I may be old and I may be bent
But I had the money till it all got spent
I had the money till they made me pay
Then I had the sense to be on my way
I had to stay in the underground
I was in the house when the house burned down

I was in the house when the house burned down
I met the Man with the thorny crown
I helped Him carry His cross through town
I was in the house when the house burned down

I was in the house when the house burned down
I met the Man with the thorny crown
I helped Him carry His cross through town
I was in the house when the house burned down

I had the shit till it all got smoked
I kept the promise till the vow got broke
I had to drink from the lovin' cup
I stood on the banks till the river rose up
I saw the bride in her wedding gown
I was in the house when the house burned down


32.She Quit Me

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

It wasn't the queen of diamonds that I drew first
Instead I got the ace of spades reversed

She quit me
She up and quit me, man, yeah
She quit me
She up and she quit me

It wasn't because I didn't treat her right, no
When dawn had drawn the curtains of the night

She quit me
She up and she quit me, man
She quit me
She up and quit me, yeah

It wasn't because I didn't treat her kind
I wonder who put leavin' all on her mind

She quit me
She up and quit me, man, yes she did
She quit me
She up and quit me, yeah

It wasn't because I couldn't satisfy, no
Now where'd she get the nerve to say goodbye

Oh, she quit me, yeah
She up and quit me, man, oh yeah
She quit me
She up and quit me, yeah


33.Dirty Little Religion

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

I like to think I've earned my reputation
For rushing in where angels fear to tread
I'll take you home to meet the congregation
We'll all get together in my tent

I make a dirty little religion out of lovin'
I'll make a dirty little convert out of you
I make a dirty little religion out of lovin'
I'll make a dirty little convert out of you

They treat you like a red-headed stepchild
And try to keep you nailed to the floor
Join us for the countdown to the rapture
We never turned a sinner from our door

I make a dirty little religion out of lovin'
I'll make a dirty little convert out of you
I make a dirty little religion out of lovin'
It's a dirty little religion, Hallelujah

Dirty little acolyte, dirty little one
Learn the fundamentals of desire

Can I get a witness to my testament？
Can I get an amen from the choir？

Dirty little religion, dirty little religion
Dirty little religion, dirty little religion

I like to think I've earned my reputation
For trying to take the bull by the horns
I'll show you where I get my inspiration
Where we plow and where we plant the corn

I make a dirty little religion out of lovin'
I'll make a dirty little convert out of you
I make a dirty little religion out of lovin'
It's a dirty little religion, Hallelujah

Dirty little acolyte, dirty little one
Learn the fundamentals of desire

Oh, can I get a witness to my testament？
Can I get an amen from the choir？


34.Bo Diddley's A Gunslinger ／ Bo Diddley

Lyricist：Ellas Mcdaniel

Here's a little story that I really want to tell
It's about Bo Diddley at the O.K. Corral
Now, Bo Diddley didn't start no mess
He had a gun on his hip and a rose on his vest

'Cause Bo Diddley's a gunslinger, Bo Diddley's a gunslinger
Bo Diddley's a gunslinger, Bo Diddley's a gunslinger
Bo Diddley's a gunslinger, Bo Diddley's a gunslinger
Bo Diddley's a gunslinger, Bo Diddley's a gunslinger

Bo Diddley buys him a diamond ring
If that diamond ring don't shine
He better take it to a private eye
If that private eye can't see
Well, he better bring that ring to me

I said, 'Yeah, Bo Diddley, yeah, yeah, Bo Diddley, yeah
Yeah, Bo Diddley, huh, yeah, Bo Diddley, hey, yeah'

I said, 'Why'd ya come to my house
On Black Jack Road？ Take my baby away from home
Where'd you go or where you been？
Up your house and gone again

I said, 'Bo Diddley, Bo Diddley, have you heard？
Hey Bo Diddley, my pretty baby, Kim, she was a bird
Hey, Bo Diddley', I said, 'Yeah, Bo Diddley, yeah
Yeah, Bo Diddley, yeah, yeah, Bo Diddley, yeah, huh
Yeah, Bo Diddley, yeah, yeah, child, yeah'

I said, 'Bo Diddley's a gunslinger, Bo Diddley's a gunslinger
Bo Diddley's a gunslinger, Bo Diddley's a gunslinger
Bo Diddley's a gunslinger'


35.Gorilla, You're a Desperado

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

Big gorilla at the L.A. zoo
Snatched the glasses right off my face
Took the keys to my BMW
Left me here to take his place

I wish the ape a lot of success
I'm sorry my apartment's a mess
Most of all I'm sorry if I made you blue
I'm betting the gorilla will too

They say Jesus will find you wherever you go
But when He'll come looking for you, they don't know
In the mean time, keep your profile low
Gorilla, you're a desperado

He built a house on an acre of land
He called it Villa Gorilla
Now I hear he's getting divorced
Laying low at L'Ermitage, of course

Then the ape grew very depressed
Went through transactional analysis
He plays racquetball and runs in the rain
Still he's shackled to a platinum chain

Big gorilla at the L.A. zoo
Snatched the glasses right off my face
Took the keys to my BMW
Left me here to take his place


36.Frozen Notes

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

Softly falls the morning rain
Loneliness comes around again
And I sit and sing my song
'Though it never seems to matter
And it never fills the emptiness inside

Frozen notes hang suspended in the autumn air
While someone waits for someone to come somewhere
No one waits for me 'cause I thought I wanted to be free
Now I'm wondering why I said goodbye

Looking through my window at the dark and troubled sky
I think I see the ship of the brokenhearted passing by
And I turn away from today to where we used to lie
And I cry yes, I cry and I cry while softly falls the morning
rain
Loneliness comes around again


37.Worrier King

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

I've got a bird that whistles
I've got a bird that sings
I've got a bird that I've got a bird

I'm worried about that bird
And I worry about everything
And I worry when I see my subjects
Bow down to the Worrier King

Well. I'm hiding from the mailman
And I hate to hear the telephone ring
I'm hiding from the mailman
And I hate to hear the telephone

Worried about the women
And I worry about everything
And I worry when I see my subjects
Bow down to the Worrier King

Ive been up all night wondering what the mornings gonna bring
I've been up all night
Wondering what November's gonna bring

Worried about my country
And I worry about everything
And I worry when I see my subjects
Bow down to the Worrier King

Worried about my bird
And I worry about everything
And I worry when I see my subjects
Bow down to the Worrier King


38.Let Nothing Come Between You

Lyricist：Zevon Warren William

When my mama met my girl
She took me aside
She's a soft-spoken woman
But she speaks her mind

She said, 'De, de, de, de, de, de, de, de, de, de'
Let nothing come between you
De, de, de, de, de, de, de, de, de, de
Don't let nothing come between you

I went to see my friend to ask his advice
He just smiled and she's good around the eyes
But I'd already made up my mind
Let nothing come between us

There are frustrated people in town
Who might envy us and try to bring us down
We know they don't really mean any harm
That doesn't mean we've gotta let 'em hang around

Got the license, got the ring
Got back the blood tests and everything
Putting on my boutonniere it's her favorite flower
Then I'm walking down the altar and I'm gonna take the vow

De, de, de, de, de, de, de, de, de, de
Don't let nothing come between us
De, de, de, de, de, de, de, de, de, de
Don't let nothing come between us

There are frustrated people in town
Who might envy us and try to bring us down
We know they don't really mean any harm
That doesn't mean we've gotta let 'em hang around

I have advice for the young and old
If I may be so bold
When you find someone to have and hold
Don't let nothing come between you

De, de, de, de, de, de, de, de, de, de
Get together and let nothing come between us
De, de, de, de, de, de, de, de, de, de
Get together and let nothing come between us


39.Prison Grove

Lyricist：Jorge Calderon, Warren Zevon

An icy wind burns and scars
Rushes in like a fallen star
Through the narrow space
Between these bars
Looking down on prison grove

Dug in, hunkered down
Hours race without a sound
Gonna carry me to where I'm bound
Looking down on prison grove

Iron will hard as rock
Hold me up for the fateful knock
When they walk me down in a mortal lock
Out on prison grove

Shine on all these broken lives
Shine on, shine the light on me

Knick knack paddy wack
They say, 'You'll hear your own bones crack'
When they bend you back to bible black
Then you'll find your love

Some folks have to die too hard
Some folks have to cry too hard
Take one last look at the prison yard
Goodbye prison grove

Shine on all these broken lives
Shine on, shine the light on me

Come on, come on, come on
Come on, hey


40.Don't Let Us Get Sick

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

Don't let us get sick
Don't let us get old
Don't let us get stupid, all right？
Just make us be brave
And make us play nice
And let us be together tonight

The sky was on fire
When I walked to the mill
To take up the slack in the line
I thought of my friends
And the troubles they've had
To keep me from thinking of mine

Don't let us get sick
Don't let us get old
Don't let us get stupid, all right？
Just make us be brave
And make us play nice
And let us be together tonight

The moon has a face
And it smiles on the lake
And causes the ripples in time
I'm lucky to be here
With someone I like
Who maketh my spirit to shine

Don't let us get sick
Don't let us get old
Don't let us get stupid, all right？
Just make us be brave
And make us play nice
And let us be together tonight

Don't let us get sick
Don't let us get old
Don't let us get stupid, all right？
Just make us be brave
And make us play nice
And let us be together tonight


41.I'll Slow You Down

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

You know, I hate it when you put your hand inside my head
And switch all my priorities around
Why don't you go pick on someone your own size instead？
Go on without me, I'll just slow you down
Go on without me, I'll just slow you down

You always say you know me somehow I don't think you do
Maybe you should buy another vowel
You're jumping to conclusions so I can't keep up with you
Go on without me, I'll just slow you down

I'll just hold you up when I fall behind
I'll just throw your schedule off
So you get going if you're so inclined

You know I hate it when you put your hand inside my head
And switch all my priorities around
You think you're pretty tricky but you're simply over bred
Go on without me, I'll just slow you down
Go on, go on, go on, go on


42.You're a Whole Different Person When You're Scared

Lyricist：Hunter Thompson, Warren Zevon

You met her in a Turkish town
But you didn't want to bring her here
You didn't want her hanging around
In the Kingdom of Fear, so you left her there

You're a whole different person
You're a whole different person
You're a whole different person
When you're scared

The eagle screams on Friday
The Colts are doomed this year
The fat's finally in the fire
In the Kingdom of Fear
Dangerous creeps are everywhere

You're a whole different person
When you're scared

We have ways to make you talk
You won't like at all
If you can't run, walk
If you can't walk, crawl
But don't look down
It's a long, long fall

And you loved her in a Turkish town
But you didn't want to bring her here
You didn't want her hanging around
In the Kingdom of Fear
So you let left her there

You're a whole different person
You're a whole different person
When you're scared


43.Calcutta

Lyricist：Zevon Warren

My baby's sweeter
Oh, Lord, she's sweeter
Than apple butter, yeah

My baby's sweeter
You know, she's sweeter
Than apple butter

She's lonely tonight, yeah
I brought her over from Calcutta
Oh yeah, yeah


44.Charlie's Medicine

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

Charlie dealt in pharmaceuticals
Charlie used to sell me pills
Yesterday his sister called to tell me
He'd been killed

Some respectable doctor from Beverly Hills
Shot him through the heart
Charlie didn't feel a thing
Neither of them did, poor kid

Charlie dealt in pharmaceuticals
He sold those expensive drugs
I gave Charlie all my money
What the hell was I thinking of？

Charlie had to take his medicine
Charlie got his prescription filled
I came to say goodbye
I'm sorry Charlie died

I came to finish paying my bill
I came to finish paying my bill
I came to finish paying my bill
I came to finish paying my bill

Charlie dealt in pharmaceuticals
Charlie used to sell me pills
Yesterday his sister called to tell me
He'd been killed

Charlie had to take his medicine
Charlie got his prescription filled
I came to say goodbye
I'm sorry Charlie died

I came to finish paying my bill
I came to finish paying my bill
I came to finish paying my bill
I came to finish paying my bill


45.Tule's Blues

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

Oh Tule, it's on account of you that I've been weeping
Here behind my hand
It's lonesome in my heart's land as the sands of the desert

Oh, tell me, why was it always you, who, through the changes
You, who always sang and played while the green vespers rang
In the heart of the hillside？

It's a sad song we always seem to be singing to each other
You and me, sweet and slightly out of key
Like the sound of a running down calliope

Oh Tule, it's once I was your knight in golden armor
With the sun behind my hair
My music filled the air with symbols and lightning

Oh Tule, now can't you see I'm changing like the seasons？
My hair is growing dark
And there's no room left in the ark for a lark with a broken
wing

It's a sad song we always seem to be singing to each other
And a child's voice, so tender and out of tune
Keeps a'praying I'll be singing home soon

Oh Tule, it's on account of you that I'll be leaving
'Cross the deep salt sea
Whatever wild worlds I may see will be empty without you

It's a sad song we always seem to be singing to each other
And a child's voice, so tender and out of tune
Keeps a'praying I'll be singing home soon


46.Bill Lee

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

You're supposed to sit on your ass
And nod at stupid things man, that's hard to do
And if you don't they'll screw you
And if you do, they'll screw you, too

And when I'm standing in the middle
Of the diamond all alone
I always play to win
When it comes to skin and bone

And sometimes I say things
I shouldn't, like
And sometimes I say things
I shouldn't, like


47.Hitchhikin' Woman

Lyricist：Zevon Warren

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
Anyway to make it last, yeah

I'm gonna ride you slow and easy
Anyway 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


48.Please Stay

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

Please stay, please stay
Two words I've never thought
I'd learn to say
Don't go away, please stay

Don't leave me here
When so many things
So hard to see are clear
I need you near to me

Will you stay with me to the end？
When there's nothing left
But you and me and the wind
We'll never know till we try
To find the other side of goodbye
Oh, sweet darlin'

Will you stay with me to the end？
When there's nothing left
But you and me and the wind
We'll never know till we try
To find the other side of goodbye

Please stay, please slay
Two words I've never thought
I'd learn to say
Don't go away, please stay
Please stay


49.Numb as a Statue

Lyricist：Jorge Calderon, Warren Zevon

I'm numb as a statue
I may have to beg, borrow or steal
Some feelings from you
So I can have some feelings too

I'm pale as a ghost
You know what I love about you
And that's what I need the most

I'm gonna beg, borrow or steal
Some feelings from you
I'm gonna beg, borrow or steal
So I can have some feelings too

And I don't care if it's superficial
You don't have to dig down deep
Just bring enough for the ritual
Get here before I fall asleep

Ain't nothing special
When the present meets the past
I've always taken care of business
I've paid my first and last

And I don't care if it's superficial
You don't have to dig down deep
Just bring enough for the ritual
Get here before I fall asleep

Well, I'm numb as a statue
I may have to beg, borrow or steal
Some feelings from you
So I can have some feelings too

I'm pale as a ghost
You know what I love about you
And that's what I need the most

I'm gonna beg, borrow or steal
Some feelings from you
I'm gonna beg, borrow or steal
So I can have some feelings too

I'm gonna beg, borrow or steal
Some feelings from you
I'm gonna beg, borrow or steal
So I can have some feelings too


50.Lord Byron's Luggage

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

Lord Byron had a lot of luggage
He took it when he traveled far and wide
He didn't get to bathe very often
But he liked to change his clothes all the time

I had a little friend named Mr. Johnson
Who always tried to be like me
He rose to the heights of this profession
But he was hard on his friends and family

Still out here in the wind and rain
I look a little older but I feel no pain
And it stands to reason
I'm still lookin' for love, still lookin' for love

I went to the Henley Regatta
Intending to put out to sea
They pronounced me persona non grata
Goes to show that you can't come and go as you please

Still out here in the wind and rain
Look a little older but I feel no pain
Stands to reason, you know
Still lookin' for love, still lookin' for love
Still lookin' for love, I'm still lookin' for love

Lookin' for a needle in a haystack
It's a pretty hard to find
But every dog has his day, Jack
I'm still waitin' for mine

Still out here in the wind and rain
I look a little older but I feel no pain
Stands to reason
I'm still lookin' for love, still lookin' for love

Still out here in the wind and rain
A whole lot older but I feel no pain
Stands to reason, now
Still lookin' for love, still lookin' for love

Still lookin' for love
Still lookin' for love
Still lookin' for love


51.Backs Turned Looking Down the Path

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

I was caught between the years
Nearly cost me all my tears
With my back turned, looking down the path
Hit me like a ton of bricks
Had to have my outlook fixed

With my back turned, looking down the path

People always ask me why
What's the matter with me？
Nothing matters when I'm with my baby

With my back turned, looking down the path

We'll go walkin' hand in hand
Laughin' fit to beat the band
With our backs turned, looking down the path

People always ask me why
What's the matter with me？
Nothing matters when I'm with my baby

With my back turned, looking down the path

Some may have, and some may not
God, I'm thankful for what I got

With my back turned, looking down the path

With my back turned, looking down the path

With my back turned, looking down the path


52.I Have to Leave

Lyricist：Daniel Mc Farland

This time I have to leave
It's all too clear, it's plain to see
No use in hangin' 'round
Like a dog that whines and cries
This time I have to leave

Did you hear that I'm attached？
I'm on a dead end path
Can't you see it hurts me so？
But I really got to go
This time I have to leave

I'm gonna disappear
I stayed too long, I'll shake my tears
He gave your all, we weren't shy
But thanks again, it's been nice
But this time I have to leave

It's all to clear, it's plain to see
No use in hangin' 'round
Tell me I'm outta bounds
This time I have to leave

Well, it looks as though I'll be gone for a while
So try not to get too riled
There'll be another time when we can unwind
But I got to get it on down the line

This time I have to leave
It's all too clear, it's plain to see
No use in hangin' 'round
You'll get by somehow
This time I have to leave

But love won't go away
I'm feelin' I got to stay
And go on livin' a lie
With you I know there's no goodbye

This time I have to leave
It's all too clear, it's plain to see
No use in hangin' 'round
After all, anyway, anyhow
This time I have to leave

This time I have to leave
This time I have to leave
This time I have to leave
This time I have to leave


53.Traveling in the Lightning

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

I was born down in Corpus Christi
With a dram glass in my hand
When I was just 15, I got a job playing rhythm
With a Nashville Shaketown band

I've been playing the blues so long
I've been paying my dues so long

I've been traveling in the lightning
Traveling in the lightning, traveling in the wind and the rain
I've been tryin' and tryin'
To find the right place again, yeah

Now the last time I saw my sweet old mama
Her eyesight was looking dim
Now the last I saw of my dear old daddy
His horse was a-ridin' him, yes, he was

They've been singing the blues so long
They've been singing such a sad, sad song

They've been traveling in the lightning
Traveling in the lightning, traveling in the wind and rain
They've been tryin' and tryin'
To find the right place again, yeah

I've been traveling in the lightning
I've been traveling in the lightning
I've been traveling in the lightning
I've been traveling in the lightning

I've been traveling in the lightning, yeah
I've been traveling in the lightning, yeah
I've been traveling in the lightning now
I've been traveling in the lightning, yeah

I've been traveling in the lightning now
I've been traveling in the lightning, yes
I've been traveling in the lightning
I've been traveling in the lightning, yeah

I've been traveling in the lightning
Traveling in the lightning, traveling in the wind and the rain
I've been tryin' and tryin'
To find the right place again, yeah


54.Hostage-O

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

I can see me bound and gagged
Dragged behind the clown mobile
You can treat me like a dog
If you make me feel what others feel

You can train me, you can drain me
If you make me lose control
I will be your prisoner, I will be your hostage-o
I will be your prisoner, I will be your hostage-o

All you have to do is ask
I'll be happy to say yes
I'll put on the creepy mask
If you'll grant me some forgetfulness

You can strain me, you can maim me
You can chain me to the floor
I will be your prisoner, I will be your hostage-o
I will be your prisoner, I will be your hostage-o

And this loneliness, unbearable
And it all goes by so slow, I will stand in line
For the sacrifice, for the shamefaced love of the ugly vice
I will pay the price to see how far you'll go
Let me be your prisoner, let me be your hostage-o

I can see me bound and gagged
Dragged behind the clown mobile
You can treat me like a dog
If you make me feel what others feel

You can sprain me, you can blame me
If you make me lose control
I will be your prisoner, I will be your hostage-o
I will be your prisoner, I will be your hostage-o


55.Mama Couldn't be Persuaded

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

Gambler ambled down a country lane
Looking for a game of chance
She was twenty-one or two
And she knew what she wanted
And she wanted that gamblin' man

Her parents warned her
Tried to reason with her
She was determined that she wanted Bill
They'd all be offended at the mention still
If they heard this song, which I doubt they will

And my mama couldn't be persuaded
When they pleaded with their daughter
Don't marry that gamblin' man
Mama couldn't be persuaded
When they pleaded with their daughter
Don't marry that gamblin' man
Mama couldn't be persuaded
When they pleaded with her
No, no nevertheless
I said my mama couldn't be persuaded
When they pleaded with her
'Daughter, don't marry that gamblin' man.'

Gambler tried to be a family man
Though it didn't suit his style
He thought he had him a winning combination
So he took us where the stakes were high
Her parents warned her
Tried to reason with her
Never kept their disappointment hid
They all went to pieces when the bad luck hit
Stuck in the middle, I was the kid

And my mama couldn't be persuaded
When they pleaded with their daughter
Don't marry that gamblin' man
Mama couldn't be persuaded
When they pleaded with their daughter
Don't marry that gamblin' man
Mama couldn't be persuaded
When they pleaded with her
No, no, nevertheless
My Mama couldn't be persuaded
When my Granny pleaded with her
Not to marry that gamblin' man

I said my mama couldn't be persuaded
When they pleaded with their daughter
Don't marry that gamblin' man
Mama couldn't be persuaded
When they pleaded with their daughter
Don't marry that gamblin' man
Mama couldn't be persuaded
When they pleaded with their daughter
Don't marry that gamblin' man


56.If You Won't Leave Me I'll Find Somebody Who Will

Lyricist：Warren Zevon, Warren Zevon

Ever look out your window, babe
And wonder what was going down in the street below
Out where the four winds blow

Ever stand at the crossroads, babe
And know it didn't really matter which road you chose
Heaven knows

I'm a refugee from the mansion on the hill
And if you won't leave me, I'll find somebody who will


57.Bad Luck Streak in Dancing School

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

Bad luck streak in dancin' school
Down on my knees in pain
Bad luck streak in dancin' school
Swear to God I'll change

Swear to God I'll change
Swear to God I'll change
Swear to God I'll change
Pauline, don't make me beg

Bad luck streak in dancin' school
Down on my knees in pain
I've been actin' like a fool
Pauline I swear I'll change

Down on my knees in pain
Down on my knees in pain
Down on my knees in pain
Down on my knees in pain

Bad luck streak in dancin' school
Down on my knees in pain
I've been breakin' all the rules
Swear to God I'll change

Swear to God I'll change
Swear to God I'll change
Swear to God I'll change
Swear to God I'll change

Down on my knees in pain
Down on my knees in pain
Down on my knees in pain
Down on my knees in pain

Down on my knees in pain
Down on my knees in pain


58.The Overdraft

Lyricist：Thomas Mc Guane, Warren Zevon

I had a little girl, now
We crossed the state line
It was more than just an overdraft
We were looking at time

If I do say so, I can't let go
And I don't take no for an answer
If I do say so, I can't let go
And I don't take no for an answer

We had to leave in a hurry, now
No time to hesitate
It was worse than misunderstanding
I had to ask her not to call it fate

If I do say so, I can't let go
And I don't take no for an answer
If I do say so, I can't let go
And I don't take no for an answer

No one sleeps on the yellow line
No one's that alone
Someone's in the window
So don't try to use the phone

We're just up against it
We turned up in the zone
If you ever get an overdraft
You'll never make it home

If I do say so, I can't let go
And I don't take no for an answer
If I do say so, I can't let go
And I don't take no for an answer

If I do say so, I can't let go
And I don't take no for an answer
If I do say so, I can't let go
And I don't take no for an answer


59.A Bullet for Ramona

Lyricist：Paul Evans, Warren Zevon

Oh, today I shot Ramona, ma
She ain't gonna cheat on me
Two years, I've been searchin' for her
Two years, she's been free

Well, I found her in a dance hall in Laredo
And she told me that she wanted only me
And I held her in my arms the way I used to
But when morning came she begged me to set her free

Oh, today I shot Ramona, ma
She ain't gonna cheat on me
Two years, I've been searchin' for her
Two years, she's been free

Well, I tried and tried to ride away and leave her
With my head hung low, teardrops filled my eye
I rode back to town and found her with a drifter
And I knew right then Ramona had to die

Oh, today I shot Ramona, ma
She ain't gonna cheat on me
Two years, I've been searchin' for her
Two years, she's been free

Well, I'm writing you this letter from Laredo
And tonight I'll ride across the Rio Grande
If I never live to see another sunrise
You know, I loved her ma, I hope you understand

Oh, today I shot Ramona, ma
She ain't gonna cheat on me
Two years, I've been searchin' for her
Two years, she's been free

Oh, today I shot Ramona, ma
She ain't gonna cheat on me
Two years, I've been searchin' for her
Two years, she's been free


60.El Amor De Mi Vida

Lyricist：Jorge Calderon, Warren Zevon

I close my eyes, you reappear
I always carry you inside, in here
I fall asleep, you come to me
And once again our love is real

How could I have let you get away
Why couldn't I have found a way to say

Tu eres el amor de mi vida
(You are the love of my life)
Si solo te pudiera encontrar
(If only I could find you)

Con todo el corazon te diria
(With all my heart I would tell you)
Tu eres mi amor de verdad
(You are my true love)

I look outside, I know you're there
And you've found a brand new life somewhere
I only wish it had been us
But I'm happy for your happiness

How could I ever let you go
How will I ever let you know

Tu eres el amor de mi vida
(You are the love of my life)
Si solo te pudiera encontrar
(If only I could find you)

Con todo el corazon te diria
(With all my heart I would tell you)
Tu eres mi amor de verdad
(You are my true love)

Tu eres mi amor
(You are my love)
Tu eres mi amor
(You are my love)
Tu eres mi amor de verdad
(You are my true love)

Tu eres mi amor
(You are my love)
Tu eres mi amor
(You are my love)
Tu eres mi amor de verdad
(You are my true love)


61.Wild Age

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

You've seen him leanin' on the streetlight
Listenin' to some song inside
You've seen him standin' by the highway
Trying to hitch a ride

Well, they tried so hard to hold him
Heaven knows, how hard they tried
But he's made up his mind
He's the restless kind

He's the wild age
He's the wild age
He's the wild age

Wild age, it's the wild age
And the law can't stop 'em
No one can stop 'em
At the wild age

Mostly when the reckless years end
Something's left to save
Some of them keep runnin'
Till they run straight in their graves

To stay the wild age
Stay the wild age
Stay the wild age

Mostly when the reckless years end
Something's left to save
Some of them keep runnin'
Till they run straight in their graves

To stay the wild age
Wild age, wild age
Wild age, wild age
Wild age

Wild age, wild age
Wild age
Wild age, wild age
Wild age

Wild age, wild age
Wild age
Wild age, wild age
Wild age


62.Porcelain Monkey

Lyricist：Jorge Calderon, Warren Zevon

He was an accident waiting to happen
Most accidents happen at home
Maybe he should've gone out more often
Maybe he should've answered the phone

That's how he earned his regal sobriquet
Then he threw it all away
For a porcelain monkey

He threw it away for a porcelain monkey
Gave it all up for a figurine
He traded it in for a night in Las Vegas
And his face on velveteen

From a shotgun shack singing Pentecostal hymns
Through the wrought iron gates to the TV room
He had a little world, it was smaller than your hand
It's a rockabilly ride from the glitter to the gloom

Left behind by the latest trends
Eating fried chicken with his regicidal friends
That's how the story ends
With a porcelain monkey

He threw it away for a porcelain monkey
Gave it all up for a figurine
He traded it in for a night in Las Vegas
And his face on velveteen
Porcelain monkey, oh

That's how he earned his regal sobriquet
Then he threw it all away
For a porcelain monkey

He threw it away for a porcelain monkey
Gave it all up for a figurine
He traded it in for a night in Las Vegas
And his face on velveteen

Porcelain monkey
Porcelain monkey
Porcelain monkey


63.Ourselves to Know

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

We left Constantinople in a thousand ninety-nine
To restore the one True Cross was in this heart of mine
To bring it to Jerusalem and then sail home to Rhodes

We took that holy ride ourselves to know
We took that holy ride ourselves to know

Everyone got famous, everyone got rich
Everyone went off the rails and ended in the ditch
But we had to take that long hard road to see where it would go

Yeah, we took that holy ride ourselves to know
We took that holy ride ourselves to know

Now if you make a pilgrimage, I hope you find your grail
Be loyal to the ones you live with even if you fail
And be chivalrous to strangers you meet along the road

As you take that holy ride yourselves to know
You take that holy ride yourselves to know


64.MacGillycuddy's Reeks

Lyricist：Muldoon Paul B, Zevon Warren William

She stood beside my narrow bed
To check my E.K.G.
She shook her pretty little head
At what's become of me

I thought I glimpsed a path that led
Through rhododendron days
And fuchsia nights to the boat shed
In which we two once lay

But she gazed only at my chart
The valleys and the peaks
Brought back the time she broke my heart
In Macgillycuddy's Reeks

But she gazed only at my chart
The valleys and the peaks
Brought back the time she broke my heart
In Macgillycuddy's Reeks

I saw her on Killarney's shore
One morning in July
When I still thought I was a thorn
Trying to find a side

I met her in the little launch
That runs to Innisfallen
Hunched together, haunch to haunch
Trying to keep my balance

But she upset my applecart
She kissed me on the cheek
And I was struck by Cupid's dart
In Macgillycuddy's Reeks

Macgillycuddy's Reeks
Macgillycuddy's Reeks
When I was struck by Cupid's dart
In Macgillycuddy's Reeks

She was a systems analyst
For a dot com company
She said, 'You think because we've kissed
I'll be yours eternally'

'I'll sign another pre-nup
And we'll merge our P.L.C.s
That's why most girls go belly-up
In this economy'

But when it comes to a jump start
Your forecast's pretty bleak
The NASDAQ goes by dips and starts
Like Macgillycuddy's Reeks

Macgillycuddy's Reeks, boy
Macgillycuddy's Reeks
The NASDAQ goes by dips and starts
Like Macgillycuddy's Reeks

She looked only at my chart
The valleys and the peaks
Brought back the time she broke my heart
In Macgillycuddy's Reeks

Macgillycuddy's Reeks
Macgillycuddy's Reeks
That was the time she broke my heart
In Macgillycuddy's Reeks


65.Hit Somebody! (The Hockey Song)

Lyricist：Mitchell Albom, Warren Zevon

He was born in Big Beaver by the borderline
He started playing hockey by the time he was nine
His dad took the hose and froze the back yard
And Little Buddy dreamed he was Rocket Richard
He grew up big and he grew up tough
He saw himself scoring for the Wings or Canucks
But he wasn't that good with a puck

Buddy's real talent was beating people up
His heart wasn't in it but the crowd ate it up
Through pee-wee's and juniors, midgets and mites
He must have racked up more than six hundred fights
A scout from the flames came down from Saskatoon
Said, 'There's always room on our team for a goon
Son, we've always got room for a goon'

There were Swedes to the left of him
Russians to the right
A Czech at the blue line looking for a fight
Brains over brawn-- that might work for you
But what's a Canadian farm boy to do
What else can a farm boy from Canada to do
But what's a Canadian farm boy to do
What else can a farm boy from Canada to do

Hit somebody! was what the crowd roared
When Buddy the goon came over the boards
'Coach,' he'd say, 'I wanna score goals'
The coach said, 'Buddy, remember your role
The fast guys get paid, they shoot, they score
Protect them, Buddy, that's what you're here for

Protection is what you're here for
Protection-- it's the stars that score
Protection-- kick somebody's ass
Protection-- don't put the biscuit in the basket just
Hit some, Buddy! It rang in his ears

Blood on the ice ran down through the years
The king of the goons with a box for a throne
A thousand stitches and broken bones
He never lost a fight on his icy patrol
But deep inside, Buddy only dreamed of a goal
He just wanted one damn goal

There were Swedes at the blue line
Finns at the red
A Russian with a stick heading straight for his head
Brains over brawn-- that might work for you
But what's a Canadian farm boy to do
What else can a farm boy from Canada to do
But what's a Canadian farm boy to do
What else can a farm boy from Canada to do

In his final season, on his final night
Buddy and a Finn goon were pegged for a fight
Thirty seconds left, the puck took a roll
And suddenly Buddy had a shot on goal

The goalie committed, Buddy picked his spot
Twenty years of waiting went into that shot
The fans jumped up, the Finn jumped too
And coldcocked Buddy on his follow through
The big man crumbled but he felt all right
'Cause the last thing he saw was the flashing red light
He saw that heavenly light

There were Swedes to the left of him
Russians to the right
A Czech at the blue line looking for a fight
Take care of your teeth-- that might work for you
But what's a Canadian farm boy to do
What else can a farm boy from Canada to do
But what's a Canadian farm boy to do
What else can a farm boy from Canada to do


66.Dirty Life and Times

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

Some days I feel like my shadow's casting me
Some days the sun don't shine
Sometimes I wonder what tomorrow's gonna bring
When I think about my dirty life and times

One day I came to a fork in the road
Folks, I just couldn't go where I was told
Now they'll hunt me down and hang me for my crimes
If I tell about my dirty life and times

I had someone 'til she went out for a stroll
Should have run after her
It's hard to find a girl with a heart of gold
When you're living in a four letter world

And if she won't love me then her sister will
She's from say one thing and mean another's ville
And she can't seem to make up her mind
When she hears about my dirty life and times

Some days I feel like my shadow's casting me
Some days the sun don't shine
Sometimes I wonder why I'm still running free
All up and down the line

Gets a little lonely, folks, you know what I mean
I'm looking for a woman with low self esteem
To lay me out and ease my worried mind
While I'm winding down my dirty life and times

Who'll lay me out and ease my worried mind
While I'm winding down my dirty life and times


67.Keep Me in Your Heart

Lyricist：Jorge Calderon, Warren Zevon

Shadows are falling and I'm running out of breath
Keep me in your heart for awhile
If I leave you it doesn't mean I love you any less
Keep me in your heart for awhile

When you get up in the morning and you see that crazy sun
Keep me in your heart for awhile
There's a train leaving nightly called when all is said and done
Keep me in your heart for awhile

Sha la la la la la la la la lo
Keep me in your heart for awhile
Sha la la la la la la la la lo
Keep me in your heart for awhile

Sometimes when you're doing simple things around the house
Maybe you'll think of me and smile
You know I'm tied to you like the buttons on your blouse
Keep me in your heart for awhile

Hold me in your thoughts, take me to your dreams
Touch me as I fall into view
And when the winter comes keep the fires lit
And I will be right next to you

Engine driver's headed North to Pleasant Stream
Keep me in your heart for awhile
These wheels keep turning but they're running out of steam
Keep me in your heart for awhile

Sha la la la la la la la la lo
Keep me in your heart for awhile
Sha la la la la la la la la lo
Keep me in your heart for awhile

Keep me in your heart for awhile


68.She's Too Good for Me

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

I could hold my head up high
And say that I left first
Or I can hang my head and cry
Tell me which is worse

If you go and ask her why
She might say she's not sure
Trust me when I tell you
I'm not good enough for her

I want her to be happy
I want her to be free
I want her to be everything
She couldn't be with me

I'd wait here for a thousand years
If she'd come back to me
I have everything she wants
But nothing that she needs

I want her to be happy
I want her to be free
I want her to be everything
She couldn't be with me

I could hold my head up high
And say that I left first
Or I can hang my head and cry
Tell me which is worse

If you go and ask her why
She might say she's not sure
Trust me when I tell you
I'm not good enough for her


69.Life'll Kill Ya

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

You've got an invalid haircut
It hurts when you smile
You'd better get out of town
Before your nickname expires
It's the kingdom of the spiders
It's the empire of the ants
You need a permit to walk around downtown
You need a license to dance

Life'll kill you
That's what I said
Life'll kill you
And then you'll be dead
Life'll find you
Wherever you go
Requiescat in pace
That's all she wrote

From the president of the United States
To the lowliest rock and roll star
The doctor is in and he'll see you now
He don't care who you are
Some get the awful, awful diseases
Some get the knife, some get the gun
Some get to die in their sleep
At the age of a hundred and one

Life'll kill you
That's what I said
Life'll kill you
Then you'll be dead
Life'll find you
Wherever you go
Requiescat in pace
That's all she wrote

Maybe you'll go to heaven
See uncle Al and uncle Lou
Maybe you'll be reincarnated
Maybe that stuff's true
Maybe if you were good
Maybe you'll come back as someone nice
And maybe if you were bad
You'll have to pay the price

Life'll kill you
That's what I said
Life'll kill you
Then you'll be dead
Life'll find you
Wherever you go
Requiescat in pace
That's all she wrote


70.Basket Case

Lyricist：Carl Hiaasen, Warren Zevon

My baby is a basket case
A bipolar mama in leather and lace
Face like an angel, she's a perfect waste
My baby is a basket case

Dracula's daughter, Calamity Jane
Smoke on the water, water on the brain
She's pretty as a picture and totally crazed
My baby is a basket case

She's gonna make a madman outta me
She's gonna make a madman outta me

She's manic-depressive and schizoid too
The friskiest psycho that I ever knew
We're paranoid lovers lost in space
My baby is a basket case

My baby's gonna celebrate
I'm being dragged through the nuthouse gates
Got my straitjacket on and I'm taking her place
My baby is a basket case

She finally made a madman outta me
She finally made a madman outta me
My baby made a madman outta me
She finally made a madman outta me


71.The Hula Hula Boys

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

I saw her leave the luau
With the one who parked the cars
And the fat one from the swimming pool
They were swaying arm in arm

I could hear the ukuleles playing
Down by the sea
She's gone with the hula hula boys
She don't care about me

She's gone with the hula hula boys
She don't care about me
They're singing

Ha'ina 'ia mai ana ka puana
(Everybody sing the chorus together now or)
Ha'ina 'ia mai ana ka puana
(Get to the point, cut to the chase)
Ha'ina 'ia mai ana ka puana
Ha'ina 'ia mai ana ka puana

Yesterday she went to see the Polynesian band
But she came home with her hair all wet
And her clothes all filled with sand

I didn't have to come to Maui
To be treated like a jerk
How do you think I feel
When I see the bellboys smirk？

And I can hear the ukuleles playing
Down by the sea
She's gone with the hula hula boys
She don't care about me
They're signing

Ha'ina 'ia mai ana ka puana
Ha'ina 'ia mai ana ka puana
Ha'ina 'ia mai ana ka puana
Ha'ina 'ia mai ana ka puana
Ha'ina 'ia mai ana ka puana
Ha'ina 'ia mai ana ka puana


72.The Rest of the Night

Lyricist：Jorge Calderon, Warren Zevon

Why stop now？
Let's party for the rest of the night

Seven o'clock, eight o'clock, nine o'clock, ten
You wanna go home？ Why？ Honey, when？
We may never get this chance again
Let's party for the rest of the night

Yeah yeah, oh yeah
Let's party for the rest of the night
Yeah yeah, oh yeah
Let's party for the rest of the night


Why leave now？
Let's party for the rest of the night

Eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock, one o'clock, two
Me, tired？ Well, boo-hoo
I'm starting to fall in love with you
Let's party for the rest of the night

Yeah yeah, oh yeah
Let's party for the rest of the night
Yeah yeah, oh yeah
Let's party for the rest of the night

Why slow down？
Let's party for the rest of the night

Three o'clock, four o'clock, five o'clock, six
Let's throw it all into the mix
And open up our bag of tricks
And party for the rest of the night
Hit it

Oh oh, yeah yeah
We'll party for the rest of the night
Oh yeah, yeah yeah
We'll party for the rest of the night
Hit it

We never had an issue
We never had a fight
Someone must be doing
Something right

Yeah yeah, oh yeah
Let's party for the rest of the night
Yeah yeah, oh yeah
Let's party for the rest of the night
Hit me

Party for the rest of the night
Why stop？ Why stop？


73.Ain't That Pretty at All

Lyricist：Leroy Marinell, Warren Zevon

Well, I've seen all there is to see
And I've heard all they have to say
I've done everything I wanted to do
I've done that too

And it ain't that pretty at all
Ain't that pretty at all
So I'm going to hurl myself against the wall
'Cause I'd rather feel bad than not feel anything at all

You know, I just had a short vacation, Roy
Spent it getting a root canal
Oh, how'd you like it？

Well, it ain't that pretty at all
No it ain't that pretty at all
So I'm going to hurl myself against the wall
'Cause I'd rather feel bad than not feel anything at all

I'm gonna get a good running start
And throw myself at the wall as hard as I can man

I've been to Paris
And it ain't that pretty at all
I've been to Rome
Guess what？

I'd like to go back to Paris someday and go to the Louvre museum
Get a good running start and hurl myself at the wall
Going to hurl myself against the wall
'Cause I'd rather feel bad than feel nothing at all

And it ain't that pretty at all
And it ain't that pretty at all
And it ain't that pretty at all
Ain't that pretty at all
Ain't that pretty at all
Ain't that pretty at all


74.Jesus Mentioned

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

I'm going down to Memphis
Memphis, Tennessee
I'm going down to Graceland
Thinking about the King, remembering him sing
About those heavenly mansions
Jesus mentioned

Can't you just imagine？
Digging up the King, begging him to sing
About those heavenly mansions
Jesus mentioned

He went walking on the water
He went walking on the water
He went walking on the water
With his pills

Can't you just imagine？
Digging up the King, begging him to sing
About those heavenly mansions
Jesus mentioned


75.Never Too Late for Love

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

You can't find him, the way is dim
You feel like giving up
You ache for her
Rest assured, it's never too late for love

You say, you're tired
How I hate to hear you use that word
Every time it hurts, you say, you're tired
How I hate to hear you use that word, everybody hurts

Things go wrong, the days are long
You think you've had enough
You feel discouraged
Rest assured, it's never too late for love

You say, you're tired
How I hate to hear you use that word
Every time it hurts, you say, you're tired
How I hate to hear you use that word, everybody hurts

Who am I to say, I know the way you feel
I've felt your pain and I know your sorrow
You could try to let the past slip away
Live for today, don't stop believing in tomorrow

You've come so far, the way is dark
You feel like turning back
But the way is black
The way is black

You can't find him, the way is dim
You feel like giving up
You ache for her
Rest assured, it's never too late for love

You say, you're tired
How I hate to hear you use that word
Every time it hurts, you say you're tired
How I hate to hear you use that word, everybody hurts

Who am I to say, I know the way you feel
I've felt your pain and I know your sorrow
You could try to let the past slip away
Live for today, don't stop believing in tomorrow


76.Rub Me Raw

Lyricist：Jorge Calderon, Warren Zevon

Well I know these blues are gonna rub me raw
Every single cure seems to be against the law
Went and told my psychic I said, 'Keep it to yourself
I don't wanna hear it and don't be telling no one else'

Word's out on the street whispers in the night
They come out of the woodwork, wanna see what it's like
Pickle-ickle-ickle gonna run that voodoo down
How the crowd gets fickle when your face is to the ground

Oh no these blues are gonna rub me raw
Oh no these blues are gonna rub me raw

Now I'm shaking all over I'm a shattering mass
But I'm gonna sit up straight, I'm going to take it with class
Old man used to tell me, 'Son, never look back
Move on to the next case, fold your clothes and pack'
To the green horned chicken hoppers I say, 'Get yourself a trade
Or go hack to the chat room and fade in the shade'

Oh no these blues are gonna rub me raw
Oh no these blues are gonna rub me raw

Oh no these blues are gonna rub me raw
I say, â½Oh no these blues are gonna rub me rawâ

I know these blues are gonna rub me raw
Every single cure seems to be against the law
I was walking pretty well then I fell into a hole
I should climb out quick, but I hate doing what I'm told

Got a wang-dang-doodle wrapped in bog snake hide
This goat head gumbo is keeping me alive
I don't want your pity or your fifty-dollar words
I don't share your need to discuss the absurd

Oh no these blues are gonna rub me raw
Oh no these blues are gonna rub me raw
Rub me raw, hit me


77.Disorder in the House

Lyricist：Jorge Calderon, Warren Zevon

Hey

Disorder in the house
The tub runneth over
Plaster's falling down in pieces
By the couch of pain

Disorder in the house
Time to duck and cover
Helicopters hover over
Rough terrain

Disorder in the house
Reptile wisdom
Zombies on the lawn
Staggering around

Disorder in the house
There's a flaw in the system
And the fly in the ointment's gonna
Bring the whole thing down

The floodgates are open
We've let the demons loose
The big guns have spoken
And we've fallen for the ruse

Disorder in the house
It's a fate worse than fame
Even the Lhasa Apso
Seems to be ashamed

Disorder in the house
The doors are coming off the hinges
The earth will open and
Swallow up the real estate

I just got my paycheck
I'm gonna paint the whole town gray
Whether it's a night in Paris
Or a Fresno matinee

It's the home of the brave
And the land of the free
Where the less you know
The better off you'll be

Disorder in the house
All bets are off
I'm sprawled across
The davenport of despair

Disorder in the house
I'll live with the losses
And watch the sundown
Through the portiere

Here we go


78.Stand In The Fire

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

All you guitar players, scalding hot
And Zeke's going at it, givin' it everything he's got
'Cause anything goes, whatever it takes
I might pitch a fit, but I won't put on my brakes

Stand in the fire, stand in the fire
Stand in the fire, stand in the fire, stand in the fire
Stand in the fire, stand in the fire, stand in the fire
Stand in the fire, stand in the fire, stand in the fire

I see a red-headed girl, in the red silk dress
Ya' know, I'm asking her to dance with me
She might say yes, feel the heat from the beat
Don't it burn you too？ And all I want to do is just rock you

Now stand in the fire, stand in the fire
Stand in the fire, stand in the fire, stand in the fire
Stand in the fire, stand in the fire, stand in the fire
Stand in the fire, stand in the fire, stand in the fire

Stand in the fire, stand in the fire
Stand in the fire, stand in the fire
Stand in the fire, stand in the fire


79.Fistful of Rain

Lyricist：Jorge Calderon, Warren Zevon

You can dream the American Dream
But you sleep with the lights on and wake up with a scream
You can hope against hope that nothing will change
Grab a hold of that fistful of rain

Grab a hold, grab a hold, grab a hold
Grab a hold, grab a hold
Grab a hold of that fistful of rain

When your grasp has exceeded your reach
And you put all your faith in a figure of speech
You've heard all the answers but the questions remain
Grab a hold of that fistful of rain

Grab a hold, grab a hold, grab a hold
Grab a hold, grab a hold
Grab a hold of that fistful of rain

And when diamonds turn back into coal
Grab a hold, children, grab a hold
When the mountains crumble
And you're ready to rumble
And roll like a runaway train

And when diamonds turn back into coal
Grab a hold, children, grab a hold
When the mountains crumble
And you're ready to rumble
And roll like a runaway train

In a heart there are windows and doors
You can let the light in, you can feel the wind blow
When there's nothing to lose and nothing to gain
Grab a hold of that fistful of rain

Grab a hold, grab a hold, grab a hold
Grab a hold, grab a hold
Grab a hold of that fistful of rain

Grab a hold, grab a hold
Grab a hold of that fistful of rain
Grab a hold, grab a hold
Grab a hold, fistful of rain

Grab a hold, grab a hold
Grab a hold of that fistful of rain
Grab a hold, grab a hold
Grab a hold of that fistful of rain
Grab a hold, grab a hold
Grab a hold of that fistful of rain


80.My Ride's Here

Lyricist：Paul Muldoon, Warren Zevon

I was staying at the Marriott with Jesus and John Wayne
I was waiting for a chariot, they were waiting for a train
The sky was full of carrion, 'I'll take the mazuma'
Said Jesus to Marion, 'That's the 3：10 to Yuma, my ride's here'

The Houston sky was changeless, we galloped through bluebonnets
I was wrestling with an angel, You were working on a sonnet
You said, 'I believe the seraphim will gather up my pinto
And carry us away, Jim across the San Jacinto, my ride's here'

Shelley and Keats were out in the street
And even Lord Byron was leaving for Greece
While back at the Hilton, last but not least
Milton was holding his sides

Saying, 'You bravos had better be ready to fight
Or we'll never get out of East Texas tonight
The trail is long and the river is wide
And my ride's here'

I was staying at the Westin, I was playing to a draw
When in walked Charlton Heston with the Tablets of the Law
He said, 'It's still the greatest story' I said, 'Man, I'd like
to stay
But I'm bound for glory, I'm on my way, my ride's here'


81.For My Next Trick I'll Need a Volunteer

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

Well I can saw a woman in two
But you won't want to look in the box when I do
I can make love disappear
For my next trick I'll need a volunteer

I can pull a rabbit out of a hat
I can pull it out but I can't put it back
I can make love disappear
For my next trick I'll need a volunteer
Step right up, for my next trick I'll need a volunteer
For my next trick I'll need a volunteer
Step right up, for my next trick I'll need a volunteer

It's lonely up here when the tricks have been played
And the spotlight has faded
And the plans that we made have fallen apart
It's lonely as hell and there's no magic spell for a broken
heart

Put me in chains and I will escape
Better not wait up 'cause I might be late
I can make love disappear
For my next trick I'll need a volunteer

Well it's lonely up here
When the tricks have been played and the spotlights have faded
And the plans that we made have fallen apart
It's lonely as hell and there's no magic spell for a broken
heart

I can saw a woman in two
But you won't wanna look in the box when I do
I can make love disappear
For my next trick I'll need a volunteer
Step right up, for my next trick I'll need a volunteer
For my next trick I'll need a volunteer
Step right up, for my next trick I'll need a volunteer


82.Laissez-Moi Tranquille

Pour leur plaire aux femmes
Dites donc
Dites-moi Madame
Qu'ai-je donc

Perfides ou sincères
C'est selon
Quand faut s'en défaire
C'est coton

Avec une gueule pareille
Nom de nom
N' me manqu' aux oreilles
Des pompons

Et si je marchais Ã
Croupetons
J'aurais tout du pauvre
A-liboron

Laissez-moi
Laissez-moi tranquille
Laissez-moi

Laissez-moi
Laissez-moi tranquille
Laissez-moi

Allez sans esclandre
Mes chatons
Allez vous faire pendre
Allez donc

Ailleurs qu'Ã mon gilet
à quoi bon
Je n' suis pas le gibet
D' Montfaucon

Laissez-moi
Laissez-moi tranquille
Laissez-moi

Laissez-moi
Laissez-moi tranquille
Laissez-moi


83.Interlude No. 1


84.Interlude No. 2


85.Reconsider Me

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

If you're all alone
And you need someone
Call me up
And I'll come running

Reconsider me
Reconsider me

If it's still the past
That makes you doubt
Darlin', that was then
And this is now

Reconsider me
Reconsider me

And I'll never make you sad again
'Cause I swear that I've changed since then
And I promise that I'll never make you cry

Let's let bygones
Be forgotten
Reconsider me
Reconsider me

Reconsider me
Reconsider me

You can go and be what you want to be
And it'll be alright if we disagree
I'm the ones who cares and I hope you'll see
That I'm the one who loves you
Reconsider me

Let's let bygones
Be forgotten
Reconsider me
Reconsider me

And I'll never make you sad again
'Cause I swear that I've changed since then
And I'll never make you sorry if you'll try

And I'll never make you sad again
'Cause I swear that I've changed since then
And I promise that I'll never make you cry

And I'll never make you sad again
'Cause I swear that I've changed since then
And I'll never make you sorry if you'll try


86.The Factory

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

I was born in '63
Got a little job in the factory
I don't know much about Kennedy
I was too busy working in the factory

We got a kid that's two, we got another one due
We get by the best we can do
The factory's got a good medical plan
And cousin, I'm a union man
Saying, 'Yes sir, no sir, yes sir, no sir
Yes sir, no sir, work'

I was born in Mechanicsburg
My Daddy worked for Pontiac 'til he got hurt
Now he's on disability
And I got his old job in the factory
Saying, 'Yes sir, no sir, yes sir, no sir
Yes sir, no sir, work'

Early in the morning I feel a chill
The factory whistle blows loud and shrill
I'd kill my wife or she'd kill me
But we gotta go to work in the factory

Six days a week at the factory
Up early in the morning at the factory
I've been working in the factory
Johnny, I've been working in the factory

Kickin' asbestos in the factory
Punchin' out Chryslers in the factory
Breathin' that plastic in the factory
Makin' polyvinyl chloride in the factory


87.The Heartache

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

Shadows falling in the noonday sun
Blue feeling to the maximum
Look what happens when you love someone
And they don't love you

The heartache, the risk you run
The chance you take when you love someone
And the sorrow for the lonely one
When the heartache comes

Never thought I'd be alone like this
Guess I should have been a realist
That's the trouble with relationships
They end too soon

And the heartache, the risk you run
The chance you take when you love someone
And the sorrow for the lonely one
When the heartache comes

And the darkness falls
And the rain comes down in the midst of spring
There's a sadness in the heart of things

And the heartache, the risk you run
The chance you take when you love someone
And the sorrow for the lonely one
When the heartache comes

Shadows falling in the noonday sun
Blue feeling to the maximum


88.Sentimental Hygiene

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

Every day I get up in the morning and go to work
And do my job whatever I need some sentimental Hygiene
Everybody's at war these days let's have a mini-surrender
I need some sentimental hygiene

Everybody's had to hurt about it
No one wants to live without it
It's so hard to find it, sentimental hygiene

Every night I come home exhausted
From trying to get along
I need some sentimental hygiene

Some nights I drive my car
Up and down the boulevard
It's so hard to find it sentimental hygiene

Everybody's had to hurt about it
No one wants to live without it
It's so hard to find it sentimental hygiene

Some nights I drive my car
Up and down the boulevard
It's so hard to find it sentimental hygiene
Sentimental hygiene, I need some sentimental hygiene


89.Trouble Waiting To Happen

Lyricist：John David Souther, Warren Zevon

I woke up this morning and I fell out of bed
Trouble waiting to happen
Should've quit while I was ahead
Trouble waiting to happen

I turned on the news to the Third World War
Opened up the paper to World War IV
Just when I thought it was safe to be bored
Trouble waiting to happen, trouble waiting to happen

The mailman brought me the Rolling Stone
Trouble waiting to happen
It said I was living at home alone
Trouble waiting to happen

I read things I didn't know I'd done
It sounded like a lot of fun
Well, I guess I've been bad or something
Trouble waiting to happen, trouble waiting to happen

Trouble waiting to happen, teardrops ready to start
Trouble waiting to happen to my heart

This just ain't gonna be my day
Trouble waiting to happen
Things just ain't gonna go my way
Trouble waiting to happen

My day was over by a quarter to ten
I climbed right back into bed again
I'd write this down if I could hold a pen
I might get better but I don't know when
So I'm gonna wait right here 'til then
Trouble waiting to happen, trouble waiting to happen

Trouble waiting to happen, teardrops ready to fall
Trouble waiting to happen to us all, trouble waiting to happen
Trouble waiting to happen, trouble waiting to happen
Trouble waiting to happen


90.Even A Dog Can Shake Hands

Lyricist：William Berry, Peter Buck, Mike Mills, Warren Zevon

Hey, hey, he's trynna survive up on Mulholland Drive
He's got the phone in the car in his hand
Everbody's trynna be a friend of mine
Even a dog can shake hands

He wants twenty percent because he knew you back when
Now they all want a piece of the band
Everbody's trynna be a friend of mine
Even a dog can shake hands

All the worms and the gnomes are having lunch at Le Dome
They're all living off the fat of the land
Everbody's trynna be a friend of mine
Even a dog can shake hands

Sign page 42, we'll do the rest for you
Find a way to make it pay
Don't lose your head, you'll end up dead
Or you'll be living in the valley some day

We are all making few hundred grand
Everbody's trynna be a friend of mine
Even a dog can shake hands

You'll be making the scene 'til they pick your bones clean
And they don't leave much for the fans
Everbody's trynna be a friend of mine
Even a dog can shake hands

Sign page 42, we'll do the rest for you
Find a way to make it pay
Don't lose your head, end up dead
You'll be living in the valley some day

Well, I'm trynna survive up on Mulholland Drive
And I get it any way I can
And everbody's trynna be a friend of mine
Even a dog can shake hands

Ain't that true？


91.Detox Mansion

Lyricist：Jorge Calderon, Warren Zevon

Well, I'm gone to Detox Mansion
Way down on Last Breath Farm
I've been rakin' leaves with Liza
Me and Liz clean up the yard

Left my home in Music City
In the back of a limousine
Now I'm doin' my own laundry
And I'm getting those clothes clean

Growin' fond of Detox Mansion
And this quiet life I lead
But I'm dying to tell my story
For all my friends to read

Well, it's tough to be somebody
And it's hard to keep from fallin' apart
Up here on Rehab Mountain
We gonna learn these things by heart

Well, I'm gone to Detox Mansion
Way down on Last Breath Farm
I've been rakin' leaves with Liza
Me and Liz clean up the yard

What goes on in Detox Mansion
Outside the rubber room
We get therapy and lectures
We play golf in the afternoon

Well, it's tough to be somebody
And it's hard not to fall apart
Up here on Rehab Mountain
We gonna learn these things by heart


92.Boom Boom Mancini

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

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

So 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

So 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

So 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


93.Bad Karma

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

Was it something I did in another life？
I try and try but nothing comes out right for me
Bad karma killing me by degrees

I took a wrong turn on the astral plane
Now I keep on thinkin' my luck is gonna change someday
Bad karma it's uphill all the way

I can't run, can't hide, can't get away
It must be my destiny
The same thing happens to me every day

Bad karma comin' after me
Bad karma killin' me by degrees
Bad karma, bad karma

It's a dog's life and it's not my fault
Ought to hang my picture in the all time losers' hall of fame
Bad karma it's a low down dirty shame for you

I can't run, can't hide, can't get away
It must be my destiny
The same thing happens to me every day

Bad karma comin' after me
Bad karma killin' me by degrees
Bad karma, bad karma


94.Leave My Monkey Alone

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

Leave my monkey alone
Leave my monkey alone
Leave my monkey alone
Leave my monkey alone

Down in Kenya where the Masai roam
And the grass grows tall on the veld
In our old colonial home
We drank our bitters while the empire fell

Leave my monkey alone
Leave my monkey alone
Leave my monkey alone
Leave my monkey alone

One day the Mau Mau came
All we had was lost
In our old colonial home
Under the southern cross

Leave my monkey alone
Leave my monkey alone
Leave my monkey alone
Leave my monkey alone

Down in Kenya where the Masai roam
And the grass grows tall on the veld
In our old colonial home
We drank our bitters while the empire fell

Leave my monkey alone
Leave my monkey alone
Leave my monkey alone
Leave my monkey alone

The Mau Mau came in '52
The sun went down and we drew the drapes
In our old colonial home
We hid behind the Mau Mau gates

Leave my monkey alone
Leave my monkey alone
Leave my monkey alone
Leave my monkey alone


Leave my monkey alone
Leave my monkey alone
Leave my monkey alone
Leave my monkey alone

Leave my monkey alone
Leave my monkey alone
Leave my monkey alone
Leave my monkey alone


95.The Envoy

Lyricist：Warren Zevon

Nuclear arms in the Middle East
Israel is attacking the Iraqis
The Syrians are mad at the Lebanese
And Baghdad does whatever she please

Looks like another threat
To world peace
For the envoy

Things got hot in El Salvador
CIA got caught and couldn't do no more
He's got diplomatic immunity
He's got a lethal weapon that nobody sees

Looks like another threat
To world peace
For the envoy
Send the envoy
Send the envoy

Whenever there's a crisis
The President sends his envoy in
Guns in Damascus
Oh, Jerusalem

Nuclear arms in the Middle East
Israel is attacking the Iraqis
The Syrians are mad at the Lebanese
And Baghdad do whatever she please

Looks like another threat
To world peace
For the envoy
Send the envoy
Send the envoy

Send the envoy
Send for me
Send for me
Send for me
Send for me