Here's a song I got from my Dad while he was recording all of his old records onto mp3 format. This was part ease of use and part crumudgeony act of defiance to the RIAA. This song reminds me of Doug in a lot of ways, though I don't think he's very mercenary at all. Plus the spegetti western sound of it appeals to me.
Ballad of Paladin by Johnny Western. Theme song to the television show Have Gun Will Travel (1957).
Have Gun Will Travel reads the card of a man.
A knight without armor in a savage land.
His fast gun for hire head's the calling wind.
A soldier of fotune is the man called Paladin.
Paladin, Paladin where do you roam?
Paladin, Paladin, far, far from home.
He travels on to wherever he must;
A chess knight of silver is his badge of trust.
There are campfire legends that the plainsmen spin
Of the man with the gun,
of the man called Paladin
Paladin, Paladin where do you roam?
Paladin, Paladin, far, far from home.
Far from home.
Far from home.
Next up is one of my favorite songs from one of my favorite bands. It's got smirking glee written all over it and could be a nasty ranged attack.
Bottlerocket War by Pain
Never enough celebrating Independence Day.
It was never enough to celebrate the eve of New Years Day.
What about my friends and me, can we have our say?
Cuz all our many enemies need to be blown away.
Aint no sting like a bottlerocket burrowing
Deep into the side of your face.
And have you ever felt the big welt
That a Roman candle leaves in its place?
The woods in the neighborhood are worth getting put in jail.
Well fight em in the tunnels and well fight em in the swamps
And theyll never get past never gonna go!
Four Bics get flicked and the punks get lit.
We never asked if we should
Its a game, its a chore, its a bottlerocket war
And life never got so good.
Build a pile, everything we bought from Crazy Bill.
Crazy Bob, and Crazy Ken,
Theyd sober up if they knew about The Plan.
We got enough pyrotechnics to fill up a wagon
Like a Chinese party in the year of the dragon.
Im standing next to Poe and this is what he said:
Chuck can lift a manhole cover with his head!
(Here we go!)
Four Bics get flicked and the punks get lit.
We never asked if we should
Its a game, its a chore, its a bottlerocket war
And life never got so good.
Were just trying to have some fun.
Were not hurting anyone.
The lights burst like magic spells
And make a sweet sound like bells.
Four Bics get flicked and the punks get lit.
We never asked if we should.
Its a game, its a chore, its a bottlerocket war
And life never got so good.
Never got so GOOD.
And just because its silly, Unseen Tears of the Albacore by The Vandals. I'll put up the lyrics later maybe, but its a goofy song lamenting the fact that everybody loves dolphins but nobody cries for the tuna.
---
Jon
"And that must have caused my dad's brain to break in half, replaced by a purely mechanical engine of revenge!"
Ballad of Paladin by Johnny Western. Theme song to the television show Have Gun Will Travel (1957).
Have Gun Will Travel reads the card of a man.
A knight without armor in a savage land.
His fast gun for hire head's the calling wind.
A soldier of fotune is the man called Paladin.
Paladin, Paladin where do you roam?
Paladin, Paladin, far, far from home.
He travels on to wherever he must;
A chess knight of silver is his badge of trust.
There are campfire legends that the plainsmen spin
Of the man with the gun,
of the man called Paladin
Paladin, Paladin where do you roam?
Paladin, Paladin, far, far from home.
Far from home.
Far from home.
Next up is one of my favorite songs from one of my favorite bands. It's got smirking glee written all over it and could be a nasty ranged attack.
Bottlerocket War by Pain
Never enough celebrating Independence Day.
It was never enough to celebrate the eve of New Years Day.
What about my friends and me, can we have our say?
Cuz all our many enemies need to be blown away.
Aint no sting like a bottlerocket burrowing
Deep into the side of your face.
And have you ever felt the big welt
That a Roman candle leaves in its place?
The woods in the neighborhood are worth getting put in jail.
Well fight em in the tunnels and well fight em in the swamps
And theyll never get past never gonna go!
Four Bics get flicked and the punks get lit.
We never asked if we should
Its a game, its a chore, its a bottlerocket war
And life never got so good.
Build a pile, everything we bought from Crazy Bill.
Crazy Bob, and Crazy Ken,
Theyd sober up if they knew about The Plan.
We got enough pyrotechnics to fill up a wagon
Like a Chinese party in the year of the dragon.
Im standing next to Poe and this is what he said:
Chuck can lift a manhole cover with his head!
(Here we go!)
Four Bics get flicked and the punks get lit.
We never asked if we should
Its a game, its a chore, its a bottlerocket war
And life never got so good.
Were just trying to have some fun.
Were not hurting anyone.
The lights burst like magic spells
And make a sweet sound like bells.
Four Bics get flicked and the punks get lit.
We never asked if we should.
Its a game, its a chore, its a bottlerocket war
And life never got so good.
Never got so GOOD.
And just because its silly, Unseen Tears of the Albacore by The Vandals. I'll put up the lyrics later maybe, but its a goofy song lamenting the fact that everybody loves dolphins but nobody cries for the tuna.
---
Jon
"And that must have caused my dad's brain to break in half, replaced by a purely mechanical engine of revenge!"