Criminology Lyrics - Blood And Candle Smoke - Tom Russell

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 Pass, 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 Picasso 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 ambassador 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 

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