Thursday, March 25, 2010

US classics

Old good Tom Waits, an incredible guy, my dad has sent me the link to this fabulous performance:



Edna Million in a drop dead suit
Dutch pink on a downtown train
Two dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot
I'm in the corner in the pouring rain
16 men on a deadman's chest
And I've been drinking from a broken cup
2 pairs of pants and a mohair vest
I'm full of bourbon; I can't stand up.

Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on the fire; your children all alone
Hey little bird, fly away home

Your house is on the fire; your children all alone
Schiffer broke a bottle on Morgan's head
And I've been stepping on the devil's tail
Across the stripes of a full moon's head
Through the bars of a Cuban jail
Bloody fingers on a purple knife
A flamingo drinking from a coctail glass
I'm on the lawn with somebody else's wife
Come admire the view from up on top of the mast

Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on the fire; your children all alone
Hey little bird, fly away home

Yellow sheets in a Hong Kong bed Stazybo horn and a Slingerland ride
To the carnival is what she said
A hundred dollars makes it dark inside

And from Waits' early years, made me think of a good friend of mine who used to sing, although i don't know if he still sings like he used to.

3 comments:

Michel said...

He's a pretty good actor as well, see "Ironweed."

uasunflower said...

haven't seen that one, will try to though...

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