Bummer (LP版)
Harry Chapin"Bummer (LP版)" is a song by Harry Chapin, released in 1993 in the Pop genre. The song is 9:38 long and contains 99 lines and 856 words.
Lyrics
0:00Bummer (失敗) (LP版) - Harry Chapin
1:52His mama was a midnight woman
1:56His daddy was a drifter drummer
2:00One night they put it together
2:03Nine months later came the little black bummer
2:09He was a laid back lump in the cradle
2:13Chewing the paint chips that fell from the ceiling
2:17Whenever he cried he got a fist in his face
2:21So he learned not to show his feelings
2:34He was a pig-tail puller in grammer school
2:38Left back twice by the seventh grade
2:42Sniffing glue in junior high
2:45And the first one in school to get laid
2:51He was a w**d-speed pusher at fifteen
2:55He was mainlining skag a year later
2:59He'd started pimping when they put him away
3:02In jail he changed from a junkie to a hater
3:08And just like the man from the precinct said
3:12Put him away you better kill him instead
3:16A bummer like that is better of dead
3:19Someday they're gonna have to put a bullet in his head
3:31They threw him back on the street he robbed an A and P
3:34He didn't blink at the buddy that he shafted
3:38And just about the time they would have caught him too
3:42He had the damn good fortune to get drafted
3:55He was a-one bait for vietnam
3:59You see they needed more bodies in a hurry
4:02He was a cinch to train cause all they had to do
4:06Was to figure how to funnel his fury
4:12They put him in a tank near the D M Z
4:15To catch the gooks slipping over the border
4:19They said his mission was to search and destroy
4:23And for once he followed and order
4:37One sweat-soaked day in the yung-po valley
4:41With the ground still steaming from the rain
4:44There was a bloody little battle that didn't mean nothing
4:48Except to the few that remained
4:52You see a couple hundred slants
4:54Had trapped the other five tanks
4:56And had started to pick off the crews
4:59When he came on the scene and it really did seem
5:03This is why he'd paid those dues
5:07It was something like a butcher going berserk
5:11Or a sane man acting like a fool
5:14Or the bravest thing that a man had ever done
5:18Or a madman blowing his cool
5:22Well he came on through like a knife through butter
5:26Or a scythe sweeping through the grass
5:29Or to say it like the man would have said it himself
5:33Just a big black bastard kicking a**
5:37And just like the man from the precinct said
5:41Put him away you better kill him instead
5:44A bummer like that is better of dead
5:48Someday they're gonna have to put a bullet in his head
6:08When it was over and the smoke had cleared
6:11There were a lot of VC bodies in the mud
6:15And when the rescued men came over for the very first time
6:18They found him smiling as he lay in his blood
6:25They picked up the pieces and they stitched him back together
6:28He pulled through though they thought he was a goner
6:31And it force them to give him what they said they would
6:35Six purple hearts and the medal of honor
6:45Of course he slouched as the chief white honkey said
6:49Service beyond the call of duty
6:53But the first soft thought was passing through his mind
6:56My medal is a mother of a beauty
7:06He got a couple of jobs with the ribbon on his chest
7:09And though he tried he really couldn't do 'em
7:13There was only a couple of things that he was really trained for
7:17And he found himself drifting back to 'em
7:31Just about the time he was ready to break
7:34The VA stopped sending him his checks
7:38Just a matter of time 'cause there was no doubt
7:41About what he was going to do next
7:46It ended up one night in a grocery store
7:50Gun in hand and nine cops at the door
7:53And when his last battle was over
7:57He lay crumpled and broken on the floor
8:01And just like the man from the precinct said
8:05Put him away you better kill him instead
8:08A bummer like that is better of dead
8:12Someday they're gonna have to put a bullet in his head
8:31Well he'd breathed his last but ten minutes past
8:35Before they dared to enter the place
8:38And when they flipped his riddled body over they found
8:42His second smile frozen on his face
8:48They found his gun where he'd thrown it
8:52There was something else clenched in his fist
8:55And when they pried his fingers open
8:57They found the medal of honor
8:59And the sergeant said where in the hell he get this
9:09There was a stew about burying him in arlington
9:12So they shipped him in box to fayette
9:16And they kind of stashed him in a grave in the county plot
9:20The kind we remember to forget
9:25And just like the man from the precinct said
9:30Put him away you better kill him instead
9:34A bummer like that is better of dead
9:38Someday they're gonna have to put a bullet in his head
Bummer (失敗) (LP版) - Harry Chapin His mama was a midnight woman His daddy was a drifter drummer One night they put it together Nine months later came the little black bummer He was a laid back lump in the cradle Chewing the paint chips that fell from the ceiling Whenever he cried he got a fist in his face So he learned not to show his feelings He was a pig-tail puller in grammer school Left back twice by the seventh grade Sniffing glue in junior high And the first one in school to get laid He was a w**d-speed pusher at fifteen He was mainlining skag a year later He'd started pimping when they put him away In jail he changed from a junkie to a hater And just like the man from the precinct said Put him away you better kill him instead A bummer like that is better of dead Someday they're gonna have to put a bullet in his head They threw him back on the street he robbed an A and P He didn't blink at the buddy that he shafted And just about the time they would have caught him too He had the damn good fortune to get drafted He was a-one bait for vietnam You see they needed more bodies in a hurry He was a cinch to train cause all they had to do Was to figure how to funnel his fury They put him in a tank near the D M Z To catch the gooks slipping over the border They said his mission was to search and destroy And for once he followed and order One sweat-soaked day in the yung-po valley With the ground still steaming from the rain There was a bloody little battle that didn't mean nothing Except to the few that remained You see a couple hundred slants Had trapped the other five tanks And had started to pick off the crews When he came on the scene and it really did seem This is why he'd paid those dues It was something like a butcher going berserk Or a sane man acting like a fool Or the bravest thing that a man had ever done Or a madman blowing his cool Well he came on through like a knife through butter Or a scythe sweeping through the grass Or to say it like the man would have said it himself Just a big black bastard kicking a** And just like the man from the precinct said Put him away you better kill him instead A bummer like that is better of dead Someday they're gonna have to put a bullet in his head When it was over and the smoke had cleared There were a lot of VC bodies in the mud And when the rescued men came over for the very first time They found him smiling as he lay in his blood They picked up the pieces and they stitched him back together He pulled through though they thought he was a goner And it force them to give him what they said they would Six purple hearts and the medal of honor Of course he slouched as the chief white honkey said Service beyond the call of duty But the first soft thought was passing through his mind My medal is a mother of a beauty He got a couple of jobs with the ribbon on his chest And though he tried he really couldn't do 'em There was only a couple of things that he was really trained for And he found himself drifting back to 'em Just about the time he was ready to break The VA stopped sending him his checks Just a matter of time 'cause there was no doubt About what he was going to do next It ended up one night in a grocery store Gun in hand and nine cops at the door And when his last battle was over He lay crumpled and broken on the floor And just like the man from the precinct said Put him away you better kill him instead A bummer like that is better of dead Someday they're gonna have to put a bullet in his head Well he'd breathed his last but ten minutes past Before they dared to enter the place And when they flipped his riddled body over they found His second smile frozen on his face They found his gun where he'd thrown it There was something else clenched in his fist And when they pried his fingers open They found the medal of honor And the sergeant said where in the hell he get this There was a stew about burying him in arlington So they shipped him in box to fayette And they kind of stashed him in a grave in the county plot The kind we remember to forget And just like the man from the precinct said Put him away you better kill him instead A bummer like that is better of dead Someday they're gonna have to put a bullet in his head
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