Warren Zevon — Sacrificial Lambs

[Verse 1] We're having a party, we're burning it down We're building an idol, he's sad, but he don't frown He's the cream of the crop, so we're making him god Start writing this down when I give you the nod [Verse 2] Them Coptic monks knew how to keep it real That Zoroastrian thing, that Rosicrucian deal Well, they might be wrong, they don't give a damn Long as they don't run out of sacrificial lambs [Chorus] Eat my dust and I'll clean your clock Eat my dust and we'll reel and rock Eat my dust and I'll be your man You can be my sacrificial lamb [Verse 3] Madame Blavansky and her friends Changed lead into gold and back again Krishnamurti said, "I'll set you free Write a check and make it out to me" [Pre-Chorus] Take a look at my family tree Every brother and sister wants something for free You get what pay for from me, my friend Nothing for nothing, forever, amen [Chorus] Eat my dust, you can touch my stole Eat my dust and we'll rock and roll Eat my dust and I'll be your man You can be my sacrificial lamb [Instrumental Break] [Verse 4] Smokey and the Bandit and Saddam Hussein Were staying up late and acting insane Along with Russell Crowe and Hafez Assad Start taking this down when I give you the nod [Verse 5] The boys are all ready, they've laid out the plans They're setting the stage for the man-made man We've worked out the kinks in your DNA So sayonara, kid, have a nice day [Chorus] Eat my dust and I'll clean your clock Do everything I tell you and then we'll talk Eat my dust and I'll be your man You can be my sacrificial You can be my sacrificial lamb [Instrumental Break] [Outro] Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey