Eugene Allan Schwimmer

Guest artist: Yuergen Renner - rap vocal, harmonica He’s hell on wheels, bad to the bone, Numerous sins for which to atone If you see him coming, better leave him alone Don’t try to call him on the telephone ‘Cause he’s… CHORUS: Driving the wrong way down a one-way street, Striking fear into the people I meet Stay out of the kitchen if you can’t take the heat ‘Cause I’m driving the wrong way down a one-way street Born on the wrong side of the subway tracks, Occasionally prone to panic attacks Plenty of cash to buy what he lacks Carries it around in brown paper sacks Ten times smarter than the average bear If he sells you a used car, “buyer beware” If the engine exploded, he wouldn’t care Be careful when you drive it anywhere If he should screw up, ignore his mistakes Don’t say a word about the trouble he makes If you see him driving toward you, better slam on the brakes Stay out of his way, whatever it takes And now my tale of woe is complete About the man who drives the wrong way down a one-way street Told you once, don’t make me repeat What I said about the man, who drives the wrong way down a one-way street Copyright 2022, Eugene Allan Schwimmer

What are those voices screaming so loudly in your head? She should have known better, than to say those things she said Who’s sorry, now? Said you were only half a man, said it in a tone you could never forget Said she was sorry the two of you ever met Well, who’s sorry, now? You really tried your best No reason to doubt Did all you could to make it work It just didn’t work out Did not have to hurt you Did not have to shout It was all her fault, not yours, what have you got To feel guilty about? But the voices scream louder, until you realize what you have done And pull the trigger one more time, of the very same gun And who’s sorry, now? Who’s sorry, now? Who’s sorry, now? Copyright 2021, Eugene Allan Schwimmer