Monday, April 27, 2009

America's Fix All, Lawyers, Guns and Money

Written By Warren Zevon

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

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

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

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

All right
Send lawyers, guns and money


The Law April 28, 2009 at 1:09 PM  

Heh, lawyers, guns, and money.... sounds like the silver bullet band-aid.... That has a nice ring to it... maybe I'll too write a cool poem called "Silver Bullet Band-aid"

"Money, Power, and Respect" is the mantra of the urban gangs (from the late 90s rap song by The LOX). Only difference between gangsters and corporate scoundrels is the latter group can afford lawyers...

del patterson April 30, 2009 at 8:44 AM  

I've been away for a while. But glad to see your writing.

I agree with the Law's comment except I would say the difference is that in a gang at least there is a display of love and respect for the members.

Anonymous,  May 2, 2009 at 6:04 AM  

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