Cyclone, Oooh...
Well my went out of town 'bout a year or so back And me at home by myself to batch, And after straight nights of TV I was ready to scream.
So I up this beer drinkin' buddy of mine And said, "Bill, I ain't havin' a real time." He said, "Why don't we go to the wrasslin' and let off a steam?"
Now I'd never seen the matches And by the time we reached arena door, The was already backed up plumb out into the street.
Yeah, people were pushin' and like cattle, Just gettin' in line was a of a battle, We had to like the devil, but we finally got ring-side seats.
Well, we bought a as we passed through the door, to section D, seats 3 and 4 And that time, the announcer stepped into the ring.
He said, "Tonight's the greatest card been signed, We got a tag-team that'll blow yer mind!" Then they lowered the lights and the began to scream.
He the Spider from parts unknown, With his trusty partner, The Cyclone. They were on a team that never had been beat.
Then the ref checked 'em and the rules were explained, And hollered, "THE SPIDER'S GOT A CHAIN!" some old lady with blue hair fell right out of her seat.
Well they rang the and all Hell broke loose, My legs was shakin' a rubber goose I'd never seen anything like this, not in the war!
The Cyclone put the Vulture in an spin Then he body slammed him, and he did it again I swear I didn't see how that 'ol boy take much more.
It was right about in the thick of things my buddy Bill threw a chair in the ring And I we'd better be headin' for the door.
'Cause I saw the lookin' at us And he was rubbin' his and he's startin' to cuss And I knew if he caught us he'd Bill's neck for sure.
Well, we parked wasn't too far And ran so fast he beat me to the car, Locked the doors and wasn't about to let in.
And I turned around and the Cyclone was And he said, "Hey punk, you forgot chair!" And by the look in his eyes, I knew that was the end.
Then he body slammed me two or three And he put his arms me from behind Then he me right there in the hard concrete.
both my arms and three of my ribs It's the closest I've ever come to killed And that's the thing I remember 'fore he put me to sleep
Cyclone, He's the meanest the ring has ever known He'll you groan, he'll make you moan, He'll lay you prone and your bones Cyclone...
I woke up in a bed, a-circlin' around my head, And a plaster cast on just every bone.
But the doctor I'd be just fine, "These just take a little time..." And three weeks later, he let me go home.
But I laid in bed three weeks thinkin' "I believe I coulda him if I hadn't been drinkin', So the next we meet, I won't be on no binge.
"Cause I hadn't been the same we had that fight, And I'd see that Cyclone in my at night, And I be satisfied 'til I get revenge..."
Well, the thing my wife said when I got home Was, "You'd better leave Cyclone alone". She said, "You might not be so next time."
So, I says to her, "Beg pardon, ma'am, But it YOU who got the body slam," Then I changed the subject, I done made up my mind.
Then I up Bill and told him my plan And all he was, "Right on, man! I'd do the same thing if it'd been me.
It all happened so quick that car door slammed, It broke something, 'cause the door locks jammed. You was down, he's gone time I got free."
Bill said, "Since yer thinkin' 'bout him again, I know two ol' boys who 210. They'd wade hell just to fight a circus owl.
They lift weights, so you know they're mean And the four of us would a heck of a team. We might not win, but we'd fight to a draw."
Well, we talked it over, said they's willin' They'd at nothing, short of killin'. Said "Hoss, we'll you as long as you wanna fight."
So I around at a few of the bars And found out where all the wrasslin' Hung out after the matches every night.
Well, I got early the following week, And found me a table where I see the street And waited for the Cyclone to hit the door.
Well, after a while, he appeared, Sat down at the bar, and a beer And he barely took a sip I stepped to the middle of the floor.
I yelled, "Hey Cyclone! me? I'm the guy you put to sleep, this time, you can see I'm not alone. Ha ha.
You see them two big dudes there?" The Cyclone and said, "Over where?" And I around, and I'm a son of a gun, they was gone!
Then the Cyclone at me and grinned And he said, "Okay punk, we go again. It seems to me that some never learn."
And then he through them tables and chairs, Put a on me, and grabbed my hair, And when he threw me to the floor, I was to get concerned.
Then came a of judo chops And I was beggin' somebody'd the cops the Cyclone could commit a mortal crime.
I sure breathed a of relief When I them ambulance sirens scream, I'd be dead now, if they hadn't gotten there on time.
I to as they was carryin' me in And the said, "Oh no, you again?" I said, "Doctor, how long you thing be this time?"
He said, "Boy, if you don't leave that alone, One of these days, you ain't home! You'll the undertaker's services, not mine."
Cyclone, He's the meanest wrassler the ring has known He'll you groan, he'll make you moan, He'll lay you and break your bones Blue The Cyclone