Showing this one almost as much for Warren’s little quip about vacations at the beginning as for the song itself…
This is one of the first Zevon songs I really glommed onto — I love the quiet desperation of it, leavened with a sense of fatalistic humor. You could almost call it a microcosm of Zevon’s body of work:
I’m the innocent bystander
Somehow I got stuck
Between the rock and the hard place
And I’m down on my luck