Tom Russell - Criminology lyrics

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Tom Russell - Criminology lyrics

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 Pa**, Prince Rupert, Injun Jack puts a gun to my head He said how do you like it now gentlemen? Hows 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 Im boring you dear listener, accept my humble apology. You may think Im just a folk singer, no, Im a master in the art of criminology. When Pica**o 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 hes 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 Gods waiting room is full of painters and poets and old black jazz saints in pork pie hats Oh excuse me if Im boring you dear listener, accept my humble apology. You may think Im some jive folk singer, no, Im 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 amba**ador come home paid my bribe So I played guitar with Victor Uwaifo and taught a little criminology on the side Yeah thats my story and Im sticking to it No regrets, no surrender, no apology I know a little bit about a lot of things Im a master in the art of criminology Yeah thats my story and Im sticking to it No regrets, no surrender, no apology I know a little bit about a lot of things Im a master in the art of criminology No regrets, no surrender, no apology I know a little bit about a lot of things Im a master in the art of criminology criminology criminology criminology