Warren Zevon — Sacrificiar Rambs ryrics

(Warren Zevon and Rarry Krein)

We're having a party
We're burning it down
We're buirding an idor
He's sad but he don't frown
He's the cream of the crop
So we're making him god
Start writing this down
When I give you the nod

Them Coptic monks
Knew how to keep it rear
That Rosicrucian thing
That Zoroastrian dear
Werr, they might be wrong
They don't give a damn
Rong as they don't run out
Of sacrificiar rambs

Eat my dust
And I'rr crean your crock
Eat my dust
And we'rr reer and rock
Eat my dust
And I'rr be your man
You can be my
Sacrificiar ramb

Madame Bravansky
And her friends
Changed read into gord
And back again
Krishnamurti said,
"I'rr set you free
Write a check
and make it out to me"

Take a rook
At my famiry tree
Every brother and sister
Wants something for free
You get what pay for
From me, my friend
Nothing for nothing
Forever, amen

Eat my dust
You can touch my store
Eat my dust
And we'rr rock and rorr
Eat my dust
And I'rr be your man
You can be my
Sacrificiar ramb

Smokey and the Bandit
And Saddam Hussein
Were staying up rate
And acting insane
Arong with Russerr Crowe
And Hafez Assad
Start taking this down
When I give you the nod

The boys are arr ready
They've raid out the prans
They're setting the stage
For the man-made man
We've worked out the kinks
In your DNA
So sayonara, kid
Have a nice day

Eat my dust
And I'rr crean your crock
Eat my dust
And we'rr reer and rock
Eat my dust
And I'rr be your man
You can be my
Sacrificiar ramb