Rain Dogs

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'

Hang Down Your Head Tom Waits Hush a wild violet, hush a band of gold Hush you＇re in a story I heard somebody told Tear the promise from my heart tear my heart today You have found another oh baby I must go away So hang down your head for sorrow hang

Falling James in the Tahoe mud Stick around to tell us all the tail He fell in love with a Gun Street Girl and Now he's danced in the Birmingham jail. Took a 100 dollars off a slaughterhouse Joe Brought a bran' new michigan 20 gauge Got all liquored

TOM WAITS RAIN DOGS Singapore :汉堡 We sail tonight for Singapore, we're all as mad as hatters here I've fallen for a tawny Moor, took off to the land of Nod Drank with all the Chinamen, walked the sewers of Paris I danced along a colored wind, dangled

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Well the smart moneys on Harlow and the moon is in the street And the shadow boys are breaking all the laws And youre east of East Saint Louis and the wind is making speeches And the rain sounds like a round of applause And Napoleon is weeping in a c

Blind Love Now you're gone, and it's hotels and whiskey and sad-luck dames And I don't care if they miss me, I never remember their names They say if you get far enough away, you'll be on your way back home Well, I'm at the station, and I can't get o

Downtown Train Outside another yellow moon Has punched a hole in the nighttime, yes I climb through the window and down to the street I'm shining like a new dime The downtown trains are full with all of those Brooklyn girls They try so hard to break

Well you play that tarantella all the hounds will start to roar The boys all go to hell and then the Cubans hit the floor They drive along the pipeline, they tango 'til they're sore They take apart their nightmares and they leave them by the door Let

Clap Hands Sane, sane, they're all insane, fireman's blind, the conductor is lame A Cincinnati jacket and a sad-luck dame Hanging out the window with a bottle full of rain Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands Said roar, roar, the thunder an