A Record (Un)Clean: The Ten Best Warren Zevon Lyrics

Ten years have passed since the death of Warren Zevon, undoubtedly the most underrated of the great American songwriters. With his acerbic, graceful, and macabre wit still lingering long after his death, PopMatters looks back on his most lasting lyrical contributions.

From as early as his teenage years, it was plain that Warren Zevon was never going to be an ordinary person, or at the very least an ordinary writer. In the oral biography compiled by his first wife Crystal, I’ll Sleep When I’m Dead, it is written that upon hearing the death of John F. Kennedy being announced over the loudspeakers at his high school, Zevon turned to his friend Danny McFarland, who recalls his macabre candor:

…Warren took his right hand and stretched it behind his back; at the same time he looked over his right shoulder and said in his best JFK accent, “Jackie, I’ve got this real bad pain in my head.”

His tumultuously productive career as a songwriter only further demonstrates his unmitigated interest in the dark side of life, whether it be the Hyatt House S&M of “Poor Poor Pitiful Me” or the Uzi atop the ballerina shoes on the back of the sleeve art to his third LP, Bad Luck Streak in Dancing School. At the end of his career—both before and following being diagnosed with mesothelioma, a terminal form of lung cancer—he put out albums with titles including Life’ll Kill Ya and My Ride’s Here. It wasn’t just that Zevon was spitting in Death’s face—he pulled up a barstool next to the hooded reaper, ordered whiskeys for the both of them, and challenged him to a conversation. If Zevon’s lyrics are any indication, he greeted Death as an old friend, one who knew all of his stories long before the scythe bore down.

While Zevon's signature darkness is indeed one of the characteristics that makes him so distinctive a songwriter, there's a tender heart a few inches below the skull wearing aviator sunglasses. Songs like "Empty-Handed Heart" and "Hasten Down the Wind" early in his career and "Don't Let Us Get Sick" as his time came to a close gave the public a portrait of a man who, while uniquely able to handle the harsh realities of life, hadn't become desensitized to the pains of living -- the self-deprecating "Numb as a Statue" notwithstanding. Part of what makes his morbid tracks so powerful are all the times where he's unflinchingly honest; someone willing to face off with the bleakest aspects of humanity is bound to get a few tears sliced into his armor. Those who counted Zevon as a close friend -- Jackson Browne, Jorge Calderon, and Carl Hiaasen, amongst others -- are familiar with his weaknesses, as is anyone who has read the gripping, painful tales in I'll Sleep When I'm Dead. During his peak of popularity, following the "Werewolves of London"-backed LP Excitable Boy, he was frequently angry, reckless, and consumed by alcohol. Following 1982's The Envoy, he publicly fell off the wagon, resulting in a five-year creative hiatus. To use the words of one of The Envoy's best tracks, much of his life "ain't that pretty at all".

But for all the wrongs Zevon etched into the world, he gave back an incredible amount of humor, wisdom, and grace. His death at 56, while perhaps fitting given his career-long banter with death, was undeniably tragic. Much like the rebels of "Frank and Jesse James", he died too young. Ten years have passed since Warren's demise, but his songs have yet to lose any of their acerbic vitality.

Narrowing down Zevon's literate oeuvre into a ten-best list is a feat impossible; too much genius has to be left off. From the jilted, hilarious Hawaiian romance of "The Hula Hula Boys" to the paranoid spy thriller "You're a Whole Different Person When You're Scared", from the embrace of second place in "Looking for the Next Best Thing" to the touching plea for forgiveness in "Reconsider Me" -- Warren left his fans, friends, and family with a bevy of lyrics that span the inspired and the crass. To include him amongst the likes of Dylan, Mitchell, and Browne isn't an exaggeration; if anything, it's the cold-hard truth. Tricky though a task this is, in paying tribute to a wordsmith as great as Warren Zevon, all one can do is make marginal choices of lyrics that reflect the musician's caustically genuine view of life. The songs below are but a few of many measures of this great man's incredible way of wringing words out of inkwells.

10. "For My Next Trick I'll Need a Volunteer"(Life'll Kill Ya, 2000)

Zevon's two 1990s albums -- Mr. Bad Example and Mutineer -- were not received warmly by critics or by fans, at least judging by the paltry sales of each. (This fate was undeserved for the former and fairly justified for the latter, Zevon's weakest career effort.) After signing to the small independent label Artemis, however, Zevon came back in full force with Life'll Kill Ya just after the century had turned, producing some of his most gutsy and forward work yet. (See the title-says-it-all, "My Shit's Fucked Up".) The record's strongest moment, a classic Zevon balance of vulnerability, hilarity, and mordant wit. He opens with a classic magic show refrain: "I can saw a woman in two." He's not a master illusionist, though, as he reveals his weakness a breath later: "But you won't want to look in the box when I'm through."

The portrait of Zevon as a droopy dog, unable to do anything to impress anyone, is pervasive throughout the song: "Put me in chains / And I will escape / Better not wait up / 'Cause it might be late." Yet his follies are not wrought out of a world unwilling to be entertained by his antics, but rather his own conniving. "It's lonely out here when the tricks have been played", he muses. He has gone too far in his deceiving, which he realizes upon admitting, "And there's no magic spell / For a broken heart." With only three years left to Zevon's name -- a fact unknown by him at this point -- many of the songs on the aptly titled Life'll Kill Ya read as something like parting words to those he's wronged, though it would of course be out of character for his apology to be as sarcastic as it is genuine. Failed though he might have been as a magician, he never ceased to wow the crowds even when he stumbled.

9. "Nobody's in Love this Year"(Transverse City, 1989)

Literate technoparanoia defines Transverse City, Zevon's cyberpunk-inspired late ‘80s release. The title track depicts the technological progression of the Reagan era as resulting in a society where "life is cheap and death is free". Once the bulk of the album's 11 tracks finishing their prophesying, Zevon takes to depicting the consequences of the increasingly digital world in "Nobody's in Love this Year", a song specific to Transverse City's time and place and yet universal in its take on people too occupied with ennui to stop drifting in and out of love.

"We keep walking away for no reason at all," Zevon sings, "And no one says a word." As the world's servers continue to pile up data and data, he finds that people, when inundated with information, turn into catatonic phantoms. This trend society-wide: "And the rate of attrition for lovers like us / Is steadily on the rise / Nobody's in love this year / Not even you and I." The notion of love as limited by the time it's in is one not commonly explored in many songwriters, but leave it to Zevon's eye for the glass-half-empty to extrapolate his individual case of bad love to a universal phenomenon. His insecurities rise to the surface as this happens: "I don't want to be Mr. Vulnerable / I don't want to get hurt." The hurt of knowing what (something like) love is comes in knowing all that it costs, which he does all too well: "If you sit back and wait for our love to accrue / You'll be waiting a long, long time." Even though Zevon went on to write a few more love songs before his time ended -- not all of them cynical -- the detached lovers of "Nobody's in Love this Year" remain some of the most vivid figures in his entire lyrical body.

8. "Trouble Waiting to Happen"(Sentimental Hygiene, 1987)

The celebrity condition necessarily produces a split personality for anyone searching for fame: the person one is to the public and the person one is in private. The paradoxes and contradictions that can arise from this situation are obvious and, in the case of "Trouble Waiting to Happen", hilarious. This song, the highlight of Zevon's post-binge comeback LP Sentimental Hygiene, documents many of his encounters with the version of him constructed by the tabloid media in his absence from the music business. "I woke up this morning and fell out of bed / Trouble waiting to happen / Should have quit while I was ahead," Zevon sings, slyly referencing the critical and popular high that waned following his self-titled debut and Excitable Boy. From this rough-and-tumble morning comes a slew of facts about Zevon no one had bothered to mention to him: "I'd read things I didn't know I'd done / It sounded like a lot of fun," he laments, before giving the listener a little nudge: "I guess I've been bad or something!" He references an issue of Rolling Stone where he read that he was stuck at home by himself -- a fact unbeknownst to him. Perhaps he was occupied by the perpetual conflict around him: "I turn on the news to the third World War / Opened up the paper to World War Four / Just when I thought it was safe to be bored." Or, perhaps, it's just that Warren Zevon was anything but a conventional celebrity.

7. "Model Citizen"(Mr. Bad Example, 1991)

Out of print for the majority of its existence, Mr. Bad Example suffered the fate of being released during Zevon's unprolific ‘90s. It's easily the darkest of his work, with blackly comic tales like "Finishing Touches" and "Angel Dressed in Black" rising to the top of the very underrated heap. (The former includes one of his best jabs: "But I'm sick and tired / And my cock is sore.") But nothing on this LP better captures Zevon's acid vision better than "Model Citizen", a scathing take on the American nuclear family. Here he slips into the role of the domesticated househusband who has found a way to channel out his dormant rage on the sterilized environment around him. It's not an easy task: "It's the white man's burden / And it weighs a ton," he sings, but he manages to cover up his malice with the guise of the eponymous figure. "I pay my taxes when I can / Model citizen."

The motions of the daily routine are imbedded into this song's speaker. In the first stanza, he deals with the milk delivery and goes to the grocery store -- all seemingly ordinary things. By the second stanza, however, it's become clear he views suburbia as prison. He starts to "Torment the milkman / Terrorize the maid," as were they baton-wielding wardens. As if that weren't terrifying enough, he then takes it out on his kids: "Down in the basement / I've got a Craftsman lathe / Show it to the children / When they misbehave." His wife, meanwhile, is "playing canasta / With everyone in town", unable to see the bitterness being fomented in her husband. His only escape is a drastic one: "When I feel the pressure / And I need a break / Load up the Winnebago / Drive it in the lake." At least when he emerges from the lake, he can look forward to revving up that lathe again.

6. "Excitable Boy"(Excitable Boy, 1978)

Male psychosis and its mistreatment is a subject that sends psychologists reeling. Unsurprisingly, then, it's not a common topic of interest in the American songwriter pantheon. Leave it to Zevon to take it head-on with the title track off his platinum LP Excitable Boy, where he approaches this deeply sensitive issue with a dose of gallows humor so strong many might not be able to stomach it.

The primary refrain of the song is a variation on the "boys will be boys" trope: "Excitable boy, they all said." Throughout the repetition of that line, Zevon sketches an increasingly deranged portrait of a boy for whom the title "disturbed" would be an understatement. It starts off in a way one might expect an exceptionally goofy child to act: "He went down to dinner in his Sunday best / And he rubbed the pot roast all over his chest." The boy only appears eccentric at first; but, of course, with the adults around him chalking up his episodes to "excitability", things take a turn for the murderous quick, as neglect lets the boy's neuroses grow exponentially. "He took little Suzie to the Junior Prom / Excitable boy, they all said / Then he raped her, killed her, then he took her home." By themselves, these lyrics are chilling; Zevon's choice to write "Excitable Boy" as a doo-wop-inspired piano rocker with bright-sounding backup vocalists makes it horrifying. The story ends on terms no less terrifying: "After ten long years they let him out of the home / And he dug up her grave and built a cage with her bones." Despite being one of the most pop-sounding things Zevon ever recorded, it's a difficult and sophisticated ditty that's easy to overlook. That this track is featured alongside the immensely popular "Werewolves of London" is indicative of Zevon's disregard for the whims of popular demand. For every dance craze he tried his hand at, he couldn't help but indulge in the morbidly, mortifyingly insightful.

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