Warren Zevon and Jorge Calderon Zevon Music BMI/Googolplex Music BMI. He was an accident waiting to happen. Most accidents happen at home. Maybe he should've gone out more often. Maybe he should've answered the phone. Hip-shakin' shoutin' in gold lame'. That's how he earned his regal sobriquet. Then he threw it all away. For a porcelain monkey. He threw it away for a porcelain monkey. Gave it all up for a figurine. He traded it in for a night in Las Vegas. And his face on velveteen. From a shotgun shack singing Pentecostal hymns. Through the wrought iron gates to the TV room. He had a little world it was smaller than your hand. It's a rockabilly ride from the glitter to the gloom. Left behind by the latest trends. Eating fried chicken with his regicidal friends. That's how the story ends. With a porcelain monkey. He threw it away for a porcelain monkey. Gave it all up for a figurine. He traded it in for a night in Las Vegas. And his face on velveteen. Hip-shakin' shoutin' in gold lame'. That's how he earned his regal sobriquet. Then he threw it all away. For a porcelain monkey. He threw it away for a porcelain monkey. Gave it all up for a figurine. He traded it in for a night in Las Vegas. And his face on velveteen.