Excitable Boy Blues

I met a lawyer with a monkey in a three-piece suit

He was Playing it All Night Long, lookin' sharp, absolute

We talked of Carmelita, strung out and sweet

Down on Desperado Under the Eaves, in the L.A. heat

I saw Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner at a dive

He said, Zevon's gone but his songs still thrive

And Johnny Strikes Up the Band in a ghostly refrain

While Poor Poor Pitiful Me echoes in the rain

'Cause I got the Excitable Boy Blues

Where Werewolves of London still howl at the news

Lawyers, Guns and Money can't bury the fuse

When you're living like Zevon, with nothing to lose

Mr. Bad Example was dealing cards in the back

Quoting Boom Boom Mancini and sipping Jack

He said, Life'll Kill Ya, but dying's worse

So write one more verse, and make it perverse

I hear The French Inhaler sighing soft in the dark

With Reconsider Me playing slow, hitting the mark

I danced with Veracruz beneath blood-red moons

While Ain't That Pretty At All hummed bitter tunes

Yeah, I got the Excitable Boy Blues

And I'm howling with Werewolves, kicking off my shoes

Send Lawyers, Guns and Money, and a bottle of booze

To toast Warren's spirit, wherever he moves

Now I'm Keep Me in Your Heart if I vanish tonight

Just a Zevon disciple, fading into the night

With a grin full of danger, and a verse full of clues

Still singing the Excitable Boy Blues