Who Destroyed LT? Lyrics by Dave Zirin; Music by Bob Dylan

"Who Killed Davey Moore?" is the searing song by Bob Dylan about a boxer who died in the ring. Dylan then interrogates the collected sports hypocrites and parasites that actively or passively let it happen. Here Dave Zirin, News Editor of the Prince George's Post, updated the Dylan song to take a different look at the new autobiography by football legend Lawrence Taylor, 'LT Over The Edge'


Who Destroyed LT?
Open your Eyes and You Will See


"Not I," says Coach Bill Parcells,
"The book's BS. Scandal sells.
I played him hurt - it's the American Way
To show your guts and earn your pay!
Yeah he drank and smoked some crack
But no fan demanded money back
I made him rich, I brought him fame
We both made fortunes in this game.
It wasn't me that made him fall.
No, you can't blame me at all."


Who Destroyed LT?
Open your Eyes and You Will See


"Not me," says his business man,
In St. Barts working on his Tan.
"Sure he Talked of Suicide
and chewed on glass until he cried.
But Sunday he was always fine
So what if he would sniff a line.
I got him hookers, got him laid.
I got him high, then I got paid.
He lost a lot and that's real sad
But now I'm rich so it aint all bad.
It wasn't me that made him fall.
No, you can't blame me at all."


Who Destroyed LT?
Open your Eyes and You Will See


"Not us," says the NFL,
"It's his fault he went to hell.
We're a family that Just Says No
If you take drugs you got to go!
Violence must stay on the field
There is an image we must shield!
If LT's wife had to live in fear
That's their business.. unless the media hears
The NFL is an institution
Like Mom, the Flag, and Prostitution
It wasn't us that made him fall.
No, you can't blame us at all."


Who Destroyed LT?
Open your Eyes and You Will See


"Not me," says the Sports Network Tool,
"He's just an Animal! A Beast! A Fool!
The Public wants to see this louse
So 24/7 we're at his House
LT should be in the Hall of Shame!
Sex and Drugs aint part of the Game!
Now I have to read the scores,
Sponsored by Bud, Big Breasts, and Coors.
It wasn't me that made him fall.
No, you can't blame me at all."

Who Destroyed LT?
Open your Eyes and You Will See

"Not me," says the Doc,
I just make sure the boat don't rock
Sure I shot him with Novocain
And Morphine and Roids to Ease the Pain
When LT's football days were done,
He couldn't play with his kids, could barely run
But I'm not his doctor anymore
When you done playin' get out the door
It wasn't me that made him fall.
No, you can't blame me at all."


Who Destroyed LT,
Open your Eyes and You Will See


"Not me", says the Giants Boss
Old and wrinkled and covered in moss
He won the team in a poker game
A Robber Baron without shame
"He was like a son, a son addicted.
We almost golfed, but my club's restricted
But I thank LT  when I go
To my island just off Mexico
It wasn't me that made him fall.
No, you can't blame me at all."

Who Destroyed LT,
Look Around and you will see


"I destroyed myself!" Shouts LT
"The women, the drugs. It's all on me!
Don't blame the team don't blame the sport
For football players life is short
Maybe Parcells turned his back
But it wasn't him that smoked that crack.
Now I'm bored, tired and broke
No thrills, no fun, no whores, no coke.
But I wouldn't change a single thing.
I'm in the Hall, I've got my ring.
"What a country!" I say, resting my head,
Chewing my Prozac, and crying in bed


Who Destroyed LT?
Open your eyes and you will see.

Dave Zirin is the author of the book: "Welcome to the Terrordome: The Pain, Politics and Promise of Sports" (Haymarket). You can receive his column Edge of Sports, every week by going to dave@edgeofsports.com.
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