A toe-tapper about living life on the edge. Click on 'Lyrics/Story' for CD purchase information.
This song was inspired by the late, great, Warren Zevon, and his way with a quick beat, a clever lyric, and a dangerous situation. Hopefully this song captures a small piece of his style.
Recorded on the 788.
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I'm crawling through the minefield
like it was paved with good intentions
And I'm mindful where I'm walking
don't want to blow some loose connections
If you put poison in my tea
I'll switch the cups and wait and see
Danger's not my middle name
at least until I find someone to blame
Now I'm rowing through the ocean
in a boat that's made of soap
When it comes out in the wash
will I return with just a rope?
And if I see a falling light
be it bomb, or meteorite
Find a way to get a thrill
If I live another day, I will
Dancing in a hurricane
sleeping through the earthquake
danger isn't nothing but a way to live my life
It's tea and insurrection
a black-tie revolution
I don't lock the door when I'm sleeping with your wife
While I'm perched upon the tightrope
I'm ignoring any glances
Cause the view is not appealing
when I'm taking all these chances
And if I pass a shady fella
avoid his deadly umbrella
Even in the deepest night
mind your toes just in case I'm right
Dancing in a hurricane
sleeping through the earthquake
danger isn't nothing but a way to live my life
It's tea and insurrection
watch out for infection
I don't lock the door when I'm sleeping with your wife
Dancing in a hurricane
sleeping through the earthquake
danger isn't nothing but a way to live my life
It's tea and insurrection
a guerilla resurrection
I don't lock the door when I'm sleeping with your wife