Tragedy Rocks

If she gets a black eye, I want a black eye, If she gets a splinter, I want a splinter too. If she gets a disease, I want a disease. If she goes tripping, I go falling over We walk through the streets, Like lottery winners on acid, everything she say

Baby Boom - The Crimea We're just a bunch of buffalos Getting slaughtered We're all Red Indians We love firewater We're just a bunch of buffalos Getting slaughtered We're all Red Indians We love firewater You can call me Fred Flintstone Tarzan King o

On the street where I was born, by the acorn tree, where we first made love Legs akimbo, sunny side up, I remember you buttercup Another murder mystery, rocked the neighborhood, rocked the neighborhood All goes strangely quiet Gazillions of miniature

Losing My Hair - The Crimea There's a swinger in the barn Over the kicked chair Been hanging there since Tuesday Just don't mention Tuesday How d'ya treat a stranger How d'ya keep her warm at night When all is said and done you know it's barely worth

Straight out of high school and into the jungle Searching for Tarzan who might be dead You kick like a mule, short of an Oscar And screaming blue murder at newly weds Who knows what goes on in her pretty little head Who knows what goes on in her pret

Done something real bad this time Practically signed my own death warrant She was staring right at me Burning my eyelashes I was sweating like a virgin on death row Just the two of us left in this rusty old tub Neither overjoyed to be out of love Tak