Tekster:
Zevon Warren Learning To Flinch

By Jorge Calderon and 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

written by 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

Written By Warren Zevon & LeRoy P. Marinell Well, he went down to dinner in his Sunday best Excitable boy, they all said And he rubbed the pot roast

Written By Warren Zevon & David Lindell Roland was a warrior from the Land of the Midnight Sun With a Thompson gun for hire, fighting to be done The

Written by Warren Zevon 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

Written By Warren Zevon Hurry home early - hurry on home Boom Boom Mancini's fighting Bobby Chacon Hurry home early - hurry on home Boom Boom Mancini

Written By Warren Zevon Well, I went home with the waitress The way I always do How was I to know She was with the Russians, too I was gambling

written by Warren Zevon Darkness in the morning Shadows on the land Certain individuals Aren't sticking with the plan And I'm searching for a heart

written by Warren Zevon Time marches on Time stands still Time on my hands Time to kill Blood on my hands And my hands in the till Down at the