Warren Zevon - Sacrificial Lambs Lyrics
We're having a partyWe're burning it downWe're building an idolHe's sad but he don't frownHe's the cream of the cropSo we're making him godStart writing this downWhen I give you the nodThem Coptic monksKnew how to keep it realThat Rosicrucian thingThat Zoroastrian dealWell, they might be wrongThey don't give a damnLong as they don't run outOf sacrificial lambsEat my dustAnd I'll clean your clockEat my dustAnd we'll reel and rockEat my dustAnd I'll be your manYou can be mySacrificial lambMadame BlavanskyAnd her friendsChanged lead into goldAnd back againKrishnamurti said,"I'll set you freeWrite a checkand make it out to me"Take a lookAt my family treeEvery brother and sisterWants something for freeYou get what pay forFrom me, my friendNothing for nothingForever, amenEat my dustYou can touch my stoleEat my dustAnd we'll rock and rollEat my dustAnd I'll be your manYou can be mySacrificial lambSmokey and the BanditAnd Saddam HusseinWere staying up lateAnd acting insaneAlong with Russell CroweAnd Hafez AssadStart taking this downWhen I give you the nodThe boys are all readyThey've laid out the plansThey're setting the stageFor the man-made manWe've worked out the kinksIn your DNASo sayonara, kidHave a nice dayEat my dustAnd I'll clean your clockEat my dustAnd we'll reel and rockEat my dustAnd I'll be your manYou can be mySacrificial lamb
