THE CELEBRATED AXEMAN
Retired, retired? What do you mean?
Unretire that lazy has-been
Get him back in the saddle, get him back on his horse
If you need to use force
Just get him out of that home
And get me Harri on the phone.
The celebrated Axeman’ll give me the facts
You may need to bleed him to the max
I wanna know what he knows, get me all the gen, I want a blow by blow.
Harri calls back with more to relate
He tried to spring Yurri back in Ninety-eight
It looked like the right time, and okay, I was broke
I’d turned into a soak
What I want don’t come free
I need him just as much as he needs me.
The celebrate Axeman’ll be recognised
So, he had to go in in disguise
In through the garden, and over the wall,
passed security men.
Interlude by Yurri
Who would want to hear my Swansong
A fading star of a decade long gone
Still the insecurities loom
And age is the elephant in the room
The next new kid on the block is already to rock.
He wasn’t going to take any notice of me
Nothing I could say would make him see
He said he was run-down, said he couldn’t survive
Yet another comedown
He said his brain was fried
too many of my young dudes died.
The celebrated Axeman called it a day
A bit bemused, mind in a fog
And as he went to leave, he stole Curli the guard-dog.
We’ve got to get in to get him out.