Title:- Sun-m-va-bitch.
Lyrics:- John M. Parker.
Music:- Albert Hammond/Warren Zeavon/Jimmie Rodgers.
(Music has been stolen, of course, and the artist John M. Parker will deny all knowledge)
The secret of an artist is to be able steal asunder the nose of a genius without him noticing!!!!
Sun-m-va-bitch.
Verse 1.
Sauntering along giving public notice of a gait which boasts a no part lacking totally wrong attitude,
Displaying the vicious and profligate manner of a wreck-less, scholar pirate living the life of a Derring-do Dude.
Yo-de-leyee-a-alayee-a-ay-eee-oooo. (That was a yodel boys!!!)
Here the female singers enter for the chorus:-
Rosalita:-And Hing-a-mi-jig:-They sing the chorus of:-
OOO….OOOO AHH-OOO….SUN-M-VA-BITCH.
OOO…OOOO…OOOOOOO AHHH-AHHHH-OOO-OOO…SUN-M-VA-BITCH.
OO-OO AHH…AHH OOOOOOO… HE A HEATHEN…SUN-M-VA-BITCH.
(Just soo—-0000 me)
Verse 2.
Hell yeah Reverend, I am very acquainted with the seven deadly sins and it takes me all my time just to fit them all in,
But I’d like a job like yours, just making a business out of the goodness of life, and what there is to be got out of sin.
Yo-dey-leyee-a-alayee-a-ay-eee-oooo.
And the chorus girls:-
AS BEFORE, with a little bit more blues.
Verse 3.
Well Reverend, first and foremost, I’m in the entertainment business, and I find your candor unrefreshed.
In fact, smells like a good gust of shit has just blown over it, so about time we burned our shoe-soles and left.
Yo-dey-leyee-alayee-a-ay-eee-oooo
And the chorus girls:-
We going up a bar now, and faster…still blues.
Verse 4. (Up a bar more)
Yo-dey-leyee-alayee-a-ay-eeee-oooo.
For years and years I’ve rambled,
I drank my wine and I gambled.
One day I thought I’d settle down.
I met a perfect lady,
She said she’d be my baby,
We built a cottage in the old home town.
Yo-de-leyee-oo-de-leyee-oo-ayee.
But somehow I can’t forget my good old rambling days.
The railroad train is calling me always,
I may be rough, I may be wild, I may be tough and county filed,
But I can’t give up my good old rough and rowdy ways.
Chorus girls:-
On same higher and faster key. (Hay-monn)
Verse 5.
I spent my life among among rough men ruled by their passions and addictions, a totally reprehensible bunch of goons,
And like them, I vary between, tipsy drunk, walking drunk, and dead drunk, depending on the time of day or state of the moons.
Dah-yo-de-laayyyeee-ooo-dah-layyee-oooo–00000.
BROTHER HOW MUCH TIME DO YE HAVE!!!