“The Guns of Brixton” by the Clash.
He was born and raised around Jacksonville.
A nice young man not the kind to kill.
But a jealous fight and a flashing blade,
Sent him on a run through the everglades.
For some reason I can’t remember the title.
Well, I went home with the waitress
The way I always do
How was I to know
She was with the Russians, too
I was gambling in Havana
I took a little risk
Send lawyers, guns and money
Dad, get me out of this
I’m the innocent bystander
Somehow I got stuck
Between the rock and the hard place
And I’m down on my luck
And I’m down on my luck
And I’m down on my luck
Now I’m hiding in Honduras
I’m a desperate man
Send lawyers, guns and money
The shit has hit the fan
Most hated songs of Chuck Schumer:
-Whiskey in the Jar-Thin Lizzy or the newer Metallica version
-Mr Saturday Night Special (Leonard Skynyrd)
-Gimme Back My Bullets (Leonard Skynyrd)
-I Shot the Sherriff (Cream)
-Hey Joe(Jimmy Hendrix)
-Shoot the Preacher Down-(The Bullet Boys)
-Dehlia(Johnny Cash or almost any Johnny Cash song)
-Love Gun-(KISS)
-Janie Got a Gun-(Aerosmith)
-Lawyers,Guns,and Money-(Warren Zevon)
-Happiness is a Warm Gun-(Beatles)
Janie's Got A Gun, by Aerosmith
Anything by .38 Special. Caught Up In You is probably my favorite, followed by Hold On Loosely.
-PJ
Big Iron
-PJ
“These Boots Were Made For Walking,” Nancy Sinatra
-PJ
“Praise the Lord and Pass the Ammunition” by Kay Kyser with his Orchestra
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“Saturday Night Special” by Lynyrd Skynyrd......
Genesis - The Knife
Gimme Me Back My Bullets
“Cleaning This Gun” by Rodney Atkins:
The Declaration of Independence
Think I could tell you that first sentence
But then Im lost
I can’t begin to count the theories
I’ve had pounded in my head
That I forgot
I don’t remember all that Spanish
Or the Gettysburg address
But there is one speech from high school
I’ll never forget
(Chorus)
Come on in boy sit on down
And tell me about yourself
So you like my daughter do you now?
Yeah we think she’s something else
She’s her daddy’s girl
Her momma’s world
She deserves respect
Thats what she’ll get
Aint it son?
Hey y’all run along and have some fun
I’ll see you when you get back
Bet Ill be up all night
Still cleanin’ this gun
Well now that Im a father
Im scared to death one day my daughter
Is gonna find
That teenage boy I used to be
That seems to have just one thing on his mind
Shes growin’ up so fast
It won’t be long before
Ill have to put the fear of god into
Some kid at the door
(Chorus)
Come on in boy sit on down
And tell me about yourself
So you like my daughter do you now?
Yeah we think she’s something else
She’s her daddy’s girl
Her momma’s world
She deserves respect
Thats what she’ll get
Now ain’t it son?
Yall go out and have some fun
I’ll see you when you get back
Probably be up all night
Still cleanin’ this gun
Now it’s all for show
Aint nobody gonna get hurt
Its just a daddy thing
And hey, believe me, man it works
(Chorus)
Come on in boy sit on down
And tell me about yourself
So you like my daughter do you now?
Yeah we think she’s something else
She’s her daddy’s girl
Her momma’s world
She deserves respect
Thats what she’ll get
Now ain’t it son?
Yall run along and have a little fun
I’ll see you when you get back
Probably be up all night
Still cleanin’ this gun
Son, now y’all buckle up and have her back by te- let’s say about nine...thirty.
Drive safe.
Saturday Night Special, Lynyrd Skynrd
BTW, My Rifle, Pony and Me is one of my favorites... great pick!
I’ve a little teapot short and stout,
I’ll use broken pieces to rip your guts out.
(Just improvising, mind you.)
Somebody beat me to “Saturday Night Special”... how about “Machine Gun” by Band of Gypsies?