The Ballad Of The Blue Cyclone (The Beginning) - Ray Stevens

Well my wife went out of town 'bout a year or so back

And left me at home by myself to batch

And after five straight nights of TV I was ready to scream

So I called up this beer drinkin' buddy of mine

And said, «Bill, I ain’t havin' a real good time.»

He said, «Why don’t we go to the wrasslin' matches and let off

A little steam?»

Now I’d never seen the matches before

And by the time we reached that arena door

The crowd was already backed up plumb out into the street

Yeah, people were pushin' and shovin' like cattle

Just gettin' in line was a heck of a battle

We had to fight like the devil, but we finally got ring-side seats

Well, we bought a program as we passed through the door

Went to section D, seats 3 and 4

And about that time, the announcer stepped into the ring

He said, «Tonight's the greatest card ever been signed

We got a tag-team match that’ll blow yer mind!»

Then they lowered the lights and the crowd began to scream

He introduced the Spider from parts unknown

With his trusty partner, The Blue Cyclone

They were takin' on a team that never had been beat

Then the ref checked 'em over and the rules were explained

And somebody hollered, «the spider’s got a chain!»

Then some old lady with blue hair fell right out of her seat

Well they rang the bell and all Hell broke loose

My legs was shakin' like a rubber goose

I’d never seen anything like this, not even in the war!

The Cyclone put the Vulture in an airplane spin

Then he body slammed him, and then he did it again

I swear I didn’t see how that 'ol boy could take much more

It was right about then in the thick of things

That my buddy Bill threw a chair in the ring

And I knew we’d better be headin' for the door

'Cause I saw the Cyclone lookin' at us

And he was rubbin' his head and he’s startin' to cuss

And I knew if he caught us he’d break Bill’s neck for sure

Well, where we parked wasn’t too far

And Bill ran so fast he beat me to the car

Locked the doors and wasn’t about to let anyone in

And I turned around and the Cyclone was there

And he said, «Hey punk, you forgot your chair!»

And by the look in his eyes, I knew that this was the end

Then he body slammed me two or three times

And he put his arms around me from behind

Then he pile-drived me right there in the hard concrete

Broke both my arms and three of my ribs

It’s the closest I’ve ever come to being killed

And that’s the last thing I remember 'fore he put me to sleep

Blue Cyclone

He’s the meanest rascal the ring has ever known

He’ll make you groan, he’ll make you moan

He’ll lay you prone and break your bones

Blue Cyclone…