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Mr. Bad Example

Warren Zevon
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 I  started as an altar boy working in the church
 Learning  all my holy moves and doing some research
 Which  led me to a cash box labelled "Children's Fund"
 I  left the coins and tucked  the bills inside  my cummerbund
 I got a part time job at my father's carpet store
 Laying tackless stripping and housewives by the score
 I loaded up their furniture and took it to Spokane
 and auctioned off every last Naugahyde divan
 I'm very well acquainted with the seven deadly sins
 I keep a busy schedule trying to fit them in
 I'm proud to be a glutton and I don't have time for sloth
 I'm greedy and I'm angry and I don't care who I cross
 I'm  Mr. Bad Example,  intruder  in the dirt
 I  like to have a  good time and I don't  care who gets hurt
 I'm  Mr. Bad Example,  take a look at me
 I'll  live to be  a hundred and go  down in infamy
 Of course I went to law school, took a law degree
 Counselled all my clients to plead insanity
 Then worked in hair replacement swindling the bald
 Where very few are chosen and fewer still are called
 Then on to Monte Carlo to play chemin de faire
 I threw away the fortune I made transplanting hair
 I put my last few francs down on a prostitute
 Who took me up to her room to perform the flag salute
 Whereupon I stole her passport and her wig
 Headed for the airport and the midnight flight, you dig?
 Fourteen hours later I was down in Adelaide
 Flipping through the want ads sipping Fosters in the shade
 I opened up an agency somewhere down the line
 To hire aboriginals to work the opal mines
 But I attached their wages and took a whopping cut
 Whisked away their workman's comp and pauperized the lot

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Readable chord sheet for Mr. Bad Example by Warren Zevon

I[E] started as an altar boy working in the ch[B7]urch

L[B7]earning all my holy moves and doing some re[E]search

W[E]hich led me to a cash box labelled "Children's F[A7]und"

I[A7] left the coins and tu[E]cked the bills ins[B7]ide my cummerbund[E]

I got a part time job at my father's carpet store
Laying tackless stripping and housewives by the score
I loaded up their furniture and took it to Spokane
and auctioned off every last Naugahyde divan

I'm very well acquainted with the seven deadly sins
I keep a busy schedule trying to fit them in
I'm proud to be a glutton and I don't have time for sloth
I'm greedy and I'm angry and I don't care who I cross

I[A7]'m Mr. Bad [E]Example, in[B7]truder in the [E]dirt

I[A7] like to have a[E] good time and I d[B7]on't care who gets h[E]urt

I[A7]'m Mr. Bad [E]Example,[B7] take a look at [E]me

I[A7]'ll live to be[E] a hundred and g[B7]o down in in[E]famy

Of course I went to law school, took a law degree
Counselled all my clients to plead insanity
Then worked in hair replacement swindling the bald
Where very few are chosen and fewer still are called

Then on to Monte Carlo to play chemin de faire
I threw away the fortune I made transplanting hair
I put my last few francs down on a prostitute
Who took me up to her room to perform the flag salute

Whereupon I stole her passport and her wig
Headed for the airport and the midnight flight, you dig?
Fourteen hours later I was down in Adelaide
Flipping through the want ads sipping Fosters in the shade

I opened up an agency somewhere down the line
To hire aboriginals to work the opal mines
But I attached their wages and took a whopping cut
Whisked away their workman's comp and pauperized the lot

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