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Bummer (LP版)

Harry Chapin
1993-06-159:38 minSynced lyrics

"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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