Hit Somebody............... By: Scarecrow76

((This song is actually not my original idea. Warren Zevon wrote a song years ago by the same title so he deserves the credit for the melody and much of the harmony. The song is about the greatest wrestler you will never hear about and it seems the net has been scrubbed clean about. Maybe one day he will tell his story to you all publicly but he seemed to enjoy the privacy his masks afforded him and the money seemed to mean more rhan the experience.>


Terry funk said "come off of that cross.
I need you to get in that ring and show these show offs who's boss"
The young man told him "I don't want to be recognized."
Terry threw him a mask and said "I think it's your size."
So he made his way through the crowd and in between the ropes.
In a shooting match and he stold the show.
The opponent tapped out but became a big star.
Terry said "You're Madachi Crowe, they'll never know who you are.
So the crowe's real talent was beating other young men up.
He did not want to make his life but promoters ate it up.
Before he knew it he was on everyone's calls.
Heads went bouncing from chairs to the walls .
Muscle heads ran in, stooges tried to fight.
Just a jobber making money in that town for a night.
His brain egged him on as he saw the sea of goons.
What can a poor boy from Florida ever do? (Hit somebody!)
What do you want a poor buy from Florida to do? (Hit Somebody!)
What's a farm boy born in Ohio gonna do? (Hit somebody!)
What could you want from a boy from Funk U?....
Crowe really never wanted to have a career.
But the calls kept coming for jobs in those years.
He kept his hidden talents mostly to himself.
Hoping one day to have the only memories be some pictures on his shelf.
He got called by the NWA.
The asked can you get to the venue it's only 400 miles away.
He went into the drive way and cranked up his car.
And after the show he turned down going to the bar.
They had him mentor some talent who performed a little too rough.
Some of them just did not have finesse enough.
He polished up some rats he kicked out some kitties and mice.
He had a few shoots where he put out some lights..
Roid monsters hated him the real guys watched him close.
They said he was great "too bad he wants to be a ghost.
Why is he in the ring if he don't want to get to the top?
Or does he know that when you get there, it's a mighty long drop?"
What can a poor boy from Florida ever do? (Hit somebody!)
What do you want a poor buy from Florida to do? (Hit Somebody!)
What's a farm boy born in Ohio gonna do? (Hit somebody!)
What could you want from a boy from Funk U?....
I remember him on his final night.
Told them both to get in there and have a shoot fight.
At the end of the match Crowe held the gold.
He felt so warn in the lights thougha guitar knocked him nearly cold.
He laid in al the wooden pieces but he felt so right.
He started making his plans to go to the to that night .
Then the promoter told the championship is done.
And Crowe was a shooter who made up his mind his gunslinging was done.
Roid monsters hated him the real guys watched him close.
They said he was great "too bad he wants to be a ghost.
Why is he in the ring if he don't want to get to the top?
Or does he know that when you get there, it's a mighty long drop?"
What can a poor boy from Florida ever do? (Hit somebody!)
What do you want a poor buy from Florida to do? (Hit Somebody!)
What's a farm boy born in Ohio gonna do? (Hit somebody!)
What could you want from a boy from Funk U?....

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