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[Verse 1]
I had a gun pointed at my head on several occasions
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Yeah, Nadine I was scared
Something about a black man with a machine gun
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Make you wish you said your prayers
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It was Nigeria
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The year was Nineteen Sixty-Nine
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I was teaching criminology
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Played a little guitar on the side
[Verse 2]
In Apache Pass, Prince Rupert
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Indian Jack puts a gun to my head
He said, "How do you like it now gentlemen?
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How’s your blue eyed boy, Mr Dead?"
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It was Canada this time
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The year was Nineteen Seventy-One
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I was performing at the Club Zanzibar
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In the neon world of knives and guns
[Chorus]
Em
Oh, excuse me if I’m boring you, dear listener
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Accept my humble apology
Am
You may think I’m just a folk singer, no
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I’m a master in the art of criminology
[Verse 3]
When Picasso died, the Indians cried
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In a Prince George motel room
We were drunker than a thousand white men
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Playing lumber camp saloon
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It was Canada again
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The year was Nineteen Seventy-Three
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There were grizzly bears walking down main street
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What an amazing sight to see
[Verse 4]
Well, the devil rides a cubist horse
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The devil he’s got angles
But god is an expressionist
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He got the devil strangled
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Down in purgatorian limbo in hell
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Ahh, them southern rip joints just like that
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God’s waiting room is full of painters and poets
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And old black jazz saints in pork pie hats
[Chorus]
Em
Well, excuse me if I’m boring you, dear listener
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Accept my humble apology
Am
You may think I’m some jive folk singer, no
D G
I’m a master in the art of criminology
[Instrumental]
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[Verse 5]
So, I got off a plane in Nigeria
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It was Nineteen Sixty-Nine
Arrested by Ton Ton Macoute
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Taking photos was a war zone crime
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They were gonna hack me up with machetes
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A US ambassador, come home, paid my bribe
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So, I played guitar with Victor Uwaifo
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Taught a little criminology on the side
[Chorus]
Em
Yeah, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it
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No regrets, no surrender, no apology
Am
I know a little bit about a lot of things
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I’m a master in the art of criminology
[Chorus]
Em
Yeah, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it
G
No regrets, no surrender, no apology
Am
I know a little bit about a lot of things
D G
I’m a master in the art of criminology
[Outro]
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Criminology
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Criminology
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Criminology
