Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Criminology , by - Tom Russell. Song from the album Blood And Candle Smoke, in the genre ИндиRelease date: 14.09.2009
Record label: Shout! Factory
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Criminology , by - Tom Russell. Song from the album Blood And Candle Smoke, in the genre ИндиCriminology |
| I had a gun pointed at my head on several occasions, Yeah Nadine I was scared |
| Something about a black man with a machine gun make you wish you said your |
| prayers |
| It was Nigeria, the year was 1969 |
| I was teaching criminology |
| Playing a little guitar on the side |
| In Apache Pass, Prince Rupert, Injun Jack puts a gun to my head |
| He said ‘how do you like it now gentlemen? |
| How’s your blue eyed boy Mr Dead? |
| It was Canada this time, the year was 1971 |
| I was performing at the club Zanzibar |
| In the neon world of knives and guns |
| Oh excuse me if I’m boring you dear listener, accept my humble apology |
| You may think I’m just a folk singer, no, I’m a master in the art of criminology |
| When Picasso died, the Indians cried in a Prince George motel room |
| We were drunker than a thousand white men playing lumber camp saloon |
| It was Canada again, the year was 1973 |
| There were grizzly bears walking down main street |
| What an amazing sight to see |
| Well the devil rides a cubist horse, the devil he’s got angles |
| But God is an expressionist, he got the devil strangled down in purgatorian |
| limbo in hell |
| Ahh them southern rip joints just like that |
| God’s waiting room is full of painters and poets |
| And old black jazz saints in pork pie hats |
| Oh excuse me if I’m boring you dear listener, accept my humble apology |
| You may think I’m some jive folk singer, no, I’m a master in the art of |
| criminology |
| Break |
| So I got off a plane in Nigeria, it was 1969. Arrested by Ton Ton Macoute |
| Taking photos was a war zone crime, they were going to hack me up with machetes |
| A US ambassador come home paid my bribe |
| So I played guitar with Victor Uwaifo |
| And taught a little criminology on the side |
| Yeah that’s my story and I’m sticking to it |
| No regrets, no surrender, no apology |
| I know a little bit about a lot of things |
| I’m a master in the art of criminology |
| Yeah that’s my story and I’m sticking to it |
| No regrets, no surrender, no apology |
| I know a little bit about a lot of things |
| I’m a master in the art of criminology |
| No regrets, no surrender, no apology |
| I know a little bit about a lot of things |
| I’m a master in the art of criminology |
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