The Bomber Lyrics

When I became of age my mama sat me down
Said, "Son, you're growin' up, it's time you look around"
So I began to notice some things I hadn't seen before
That's what brought me here knockin' on your back door
Oh, yeah

A closet queen, the bus stop's dream, she wants to shake my hand
I don't want to be there, she decides she can
It's Apple Dan, he's just the man to pick fruit off your branches
I can't sleep, and we can't keep this cattle on my ranches
Oh, yeah

It's too strong, somethings wrong and I guess I lost the feelin'
I don't mind the games you play but I don't like your dealin'
God looked bad, the luck's been had and there's nothin' left to smoke
Will I be back tomorrow for the punchline of the joke?

Joe Walsh - Look What I Did!: The Joe Walsh Anthology

May 1995

1. Tuning, Part 1
2. Take A Look Around
3. Funk #48
4. The Bomber
5. Tend my Garden
6. Funk #49
7. Ashes, The Rain & I
8. It's All The Same
9. Midnight Man
10. Here We Go
11. Midnight Visitor
12. Mother Says
13. Comin' Down
14. Country Fair
15. Help Me Thur The Night
16. All Night Long
17. Theme From The Island Weirdos
18. I Can Play That Rock & Roll
19. I.L.B.T.'s
20. Space Age Whiz Kids
21. Shut Up
22. Decades
23. Song For A Dying Planet
24. Ordinary Average Guy