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Follow Me
Outside Chance
Like The Seasons
I'll Go On
Don't Let Us Get Sick (now included on the LKY list of Songs, as well)
Bujumbura
Figurine
Hit Somebody (The Hockey Song)


Follow Me
written by 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 dont 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

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Outside Chance
written by Warren Zevon /Ishamael music BMI (?)

You can try to please me
But it won't be easy
Stone walls surround me
I'm surprised you even found me

And you don't stand an outside chance
And you don't stand an outside chance
And you don't stand an outside chance
But you can try

Whatever you do, girl
You know you can't get through, girl
You bring me down
Hang me up
Or even hang around

And you don't stand an outside chance
And you don't stand an outside chance
And you don't stand an outside chance
But you can try

I know you think you can get me
I'm only flesh and bone
But you may as well forget me
Because my heart is made of stone
You better leave me alone . . . yeah

You can try to please me
But it won't be easy
Stone walls surround me
I'm surprised you even found me

And you don't stand an outside chance
And you don't stand an outside chance
And you don't stand an outside chance
But you can try

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Like The Seasons
by Warren Zevon 
c. Zevon/Ismael Music/BMI            

I have learned that love can turn
Like the seasons
And I know you had to go
You've got your reasons
Still I wish you would stay
Tell me why you are going away
It hurts me not knowing
And I believe that love's light leaves in September
But Fall; and all I do is remember
Still I wish you would stay
Tell me why you are going away
It hurts me not knowing
How I have wronged you
Oh, how I long to hold you again
Like summer never ended
But winter must fall and I will give all
Of my love to someone new
For summer must follow too, and you
And I have learned that love can turn
Like the seasons
And I know you had to go
You have your reasons
Still I wish you would stay.......

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Don't Let Us Get Sick

c. Warren Zevon 1995, Zevon Music BMI

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
Make us play nice
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
Make us play nice
Let us be together tonight

The moon has a face
And it smiles on the lake
And it 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
Make us play nice
Let us be together tonight

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Bujumbura
by Warren Zevon c. 1996 (?) Zevon Music/BMI

Who's the Tutsi?
Who's the Hutu?
Why'd you shoot Kabushemeye?
Wish you'd never left the rugo
Whatcha doing in Bujumbura?

Life is fragile, we are frail
Here today and gone tomorrow
We don't want to live in jail
Been to hell in Bujumbura

Sans Echecs and Sans Defaite
Killing in the streets
Why don't no one stop it?
Why don't no one speak?
Mr. Bhoutrous-Bhoutrous Ghali,
give us all some reassurance
Why don't all the nations rally
Bring the peace to Bujumbura

Sans Echecs and Sans Defaite
Killing in the streets
Why don't no one stop it?
Why don't no one speak?
Who's the Tutsi?
Who's the Hutu?
Why'd you shoot Kabushemeye?
Wish you'd never left the rugo
Whatcha doing in Bujumbura?
...in Bujumbura
Whatcha doing in Bujumbura?

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Figurine
By Warren Zevon
c. 1996 (?) Zevon Music/BMI

Well the wrong kind of people don't want you to change
They just want you to stay the same
They want to keep you in between
So hold that pose like a figurine
Figurine
Don't it make you want to scream?
Don't you get it, yet?
They think of you as a statuette

And the wrong kind of people don't want you to change
They just want you to stay the same
They're gonna ask you 'Where you been?
' Make you wait, like a mannequin
They want to keep you high and dry
To furnish them with an alibi
They want to keep you in between
So hold that pose like a figurine
Figurine
Don't it make you want to scream?
Don't you get it, yet?
They think of you as a statuette

Well the wrong kind of people don't want you to change
They want you to stay the same
They don't want you to be free
They want you to watch TV


Hit Somebody (The Hockey Song)
Warren Zevon/Mitch Albom
c. Zevon Music BMI/ Mitch Albom Music
2001
Produced by 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

 

I'll Go On
Writers:                            
    SANTANGELO VIOLET MARY             
    ZEVON WARREN                      
Publishers                        
    EMI LONGITUDE MUSIC  
(I'm guessing around 1966?)              

The sky is gray
The day is turning
Dark begins to fall
At night I cannot help but think about you

Though I'm lonely
It is only
Love and that is all
So I will come and go my way without you

Though I'm feeling sad I know
There'll be another sunrise
Now I'm lonely; I'm resigned
To live my life in loneliness

Who was I to bring you down
I didn't have the right
Now you're gone but I'll go on
And I will be all right
Close your eyes
Don't look back
Just turn and walk away
Hey, hey, hey

The sky is gray
The day is turning
Dark begins to fall
At night I cannot help but think about you

Though I'm lonely
It is only
Love and that is all
So I will come and go my way without you

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