Warren Zevon

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

We contemplate eternity Beneath the vast indifference of heaven.

Send lawyers, guns and money. Dad, get me out of this!

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

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.

So I'm gonna hurl myself against the wall, 'Cause I'd rather feel bad than not feel anything at all.

When I was young, times were hard. When I got older it was worse.

He took little Suzie to the Junior Prom. Excitable boy, they all said. And he raped her and killed her, then he took her home. Excitable boy, they all said.

Roland the headless Thompson gunner, Norway's bravest son. Time, time, time For another peaceful war. But time stands still for Roland 'Til he evens up the score. They can still see his headless body stalking through the night In the muzzle flash of Roland's Thompson gun; In the muzzle flash of Roland's Thompson gun.

It just sort of happened. I wrote like what I'd always read and what was in the movies … I'm sure popular music is supposed to be like this.

I can saw a woman in two. But you won't want to look in the box when I do

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

Loneliness and frustration, We both came down with an acute case. And 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

He's the hairy-handed gent, who ran amok in Kent. Lately he's been overheard in Mayfair. You better stay away from him. He'll rip your lungs out, Jim. Huh, I'd like to meet his tailor.

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