++ [ originally posted by Bürke ] ++
"Well, I went home with the waitress, The way I always do, How was I to know, She was with the Russians, too, I was gambling in Havana, I took a little risk, Send lawyers, guns and money, Dad, get me out of this, I'm the innocent bystander, but somehow I got stuck Between a rock and the hard place, And I'm down on my luck, And I'm down on my luck, And I'm down on my luck, Now I'm hiding in Honduras, I'm a desperate man, Send lawyers, guns and money, The shit has hit the fan."