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Underground
2. Starving in the Belly of a Whale
3. raindogs
4. jockey full of bourbon
5. tango till they soar
6. Ill be gone
7. Russian dance
8. Little drop of poison
9. Singapore
10. the part you throw away
11. Gods away on business
12. just the right bullets
13. cemetery polka
14. strange weather
15. everything you can think
16. black wings
17. misery is the river of the world
18. yesterday is here
19. carnival
20. gods away on business (covered by Dean Moriarty and the Dixie Dicks)
21. raindogs (live)
22. Strange weather (live)
23. tango till they soar (live)
24. jockey full of bourbon (live)
25. telephone call from Istanbul

Underground

Rattle Big Black Bones

in the Danger zone
there's a rumblin' groan
down below
there's a big dark town
it's a place I've found
there's a world going on
UNDERGROUND
they're alive, they're awake
while the rest of the world is asleep
below the mine shaft roads
it will all unfold
there's a world going on
UNDERGROUND
all the roots hang down
swing from town to town
they are marching around
down under your boots
all the trucks unload
beyond the gopher holes
there's a world going on
UNDERGROUND
 Starving In The Belly Of A Whale

Life is whittled
Life's a riddle
Man's a fiddle that life plays on

When the day breaks, and the earth quakes

Life's a mistake all day long
Tell me, who gives a good gooddamn
You'll never get out alive

Don't go dreaming
Don't go scheming
A man must test his mettle
In a crooked ol' world

Starving in the Belly

Starving in the Belly
Starving in the Belly of a whale
Starving in the Belly
Starving in the Belly
Starving in the Belly of a whale

Dan't take my word

Just look skyward
They that dance must pay the fiddler
Sky is darkening
Dogs are barking
But the caravan moves on

Tell me who gives a good gooddamn

You'll never get get out alive
Don't go dreaming
Don't go scheming
A man must test his mettle
In crooked ol' world
Starving in the Belly........Chorus

As the crow flies

It's there the truth lies
At the bottom of the well
E-o-leven goes to heaven
Bless the dead here as the rain falls
Don't trust a bull's horn
A doberman's tooth
A runaway horse or me

Don't be greedy, don't be needy

If you live in hope you're
Dancing to a terrible tune
Starving in the Belly
Starving in the Belly...........

Rain Dogs
 Inside a broken clock, splashing the wine with all the rain dogs
Taxi, we'd rather walk, huddle a doorway with the rain dogs
For I am a rain dog, too

Oh, how we danced and we swallowed the night

For it was all ripe for dreaming
Oh, how we danced away all of the lights
We've always been out of our minds

The rum pours strong and thin, beat out the dustman with the rain dogs
Aboard a shipwreck train, give my umbrella to the rain dogs
For I am a rain dog, too

Oh, how we danced with the Rose of Tralee

Her long hair black as a raven
Oh, how we danced and you whispered to me
You'll never be going back home
Oh, how we danced with the Rose of Tralee
Her long hair black as a raven
Oh, how we danced and you whispered to me
You'll never be going back home

Jockey Full of Bourbon

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 on the pouring rain
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest
And I've been drinking from a broken cup
Two 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 fire, children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, your children are alone

Schiffer broke a bottle on Morgan's head

And I'm stepping on the devil's tail
Across the stripes of a full moon's head
And through the bars of a Cuban jail
Bloody fingers on a purple knife
Flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass
I'm on the lawn with someone else's wife
Admire the view from up on top of the mast

Hey little bird, fly away home

House is on fire, children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
 House is on fire, your children are alone

I said hey little bird, fly away home

Your house is on fire, your children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
House is on fire, your children are alone

Yellow sheets on a Hong Kong bed

Stazybo horn and a Slingerland ride
"To the carnival" is what she said
A hundred dollars makes it dark inside
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 on the pouring rain

Hey little bird, fly away home

Your house is on fire, your children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, your children are alone

Tango 'Til They're Sore

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 me fall out of the window with confetti in my hair
Deal out Jacks or Better on a blanket by the stairs
I'll tell you all my secrets, but I lie about my past
And send me off to bed for evermore

Make sure they play my theme song, I guess daisies will have to do
Just get me to New Orleans and paint shadows on the pews
Turn the spit on that pig and kick the drum and let me down
Put my clarinet beneath your bed 'til I get back in town
Let me fall out of the window with confetti in my hair
Deal out Jacks or Better on a blanket by the stairs
I'll tell you all my secrets, but I lie about my past
So send me off to bed for evermore

Just make sure she's all in calico and the color of a doll
Wave the flag on Cadillac day, and a skillet on the wall
Cut me a switch or hold your breath 'til the sun goes down
Write my name on the hood, send me off to another town, and just
And just let me fall out of the window with confetti in my hair
Deal out Jacks or Better on a blanket by the stairs
Tell you all my secrets, but I lie about my past
Will you send me off to bed for evermore

Fall out of the window with confetti in my hair

Deal out Jacks or Better on a blanket by the stairs
I'll tell you all my secrets, but I lie about my past
Send me off to bed for evermore, send me off to bed for evermore

Ill be gone

Tonight I'll shave the mountain

I'll cut the hearts from pharoahs
I pull the road off of the rise
tear the memories from my eyes
and in the morning I'll be gone
I drink 1000 shipwrecks
tonight I'll steal your paychecks
I paint the sheets across my bed
the birds will all fly from my head
and in the morning I'll be gone
take every dream that's breathing
find every boot that's leaving
shoot all the lights in the cafe
and in the morning I'll be gone
I bet 1000 dollars
I have a french companion
I tie myself below the deck
I pull the rope around my neck
and in the morning I'll be gone
it takes a life to win her
there is a drum of bourbon
800 pounds of nitro
his boots are thunder as he plays
theree is a stone inside it
tonight his bones will ride it
I'll need a tent to hide it
and in the morning I'll be gone
and in the morning I'll be gone
and in the morning I'll be gone

Little Drop of Poison

I like my town
With a little drop of poison
Nobody knows
They're linin' up to go insane

I'm all alone

I smoke my friends down to the filter
But I feel much cleaner
After it rains

And she left in the fall

 That's her picture on the wall
She always had that little drop of poison

Did the Devil

Make the World
While God was sleeping
You'll never get a wish from a bone

Another long goodbye

And a hundred sailors
That deep blue sky
Is my home

And she left in the fall

That's her picture on the wall
She always had that little drop of poison

Well a rat
Always knows
When he's in with weasels
Here you lose a little everyday

Well I remember
When a million was a million
They all have ways
To make you pay

And she left in the fall

That's her picture on the wall
She always had that little drop of poison

And she left in the fall

That's her picture on the wall
She always had that little drop of poison

Singapore

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 from a rope of sand
You must say goodbye to me

We sail tonight for Singapore, don't fall asleep while you're ashore
Cross your heart and hope to die when you hear the children cry
Let marrow bone and cleaver choose while making feet for children shoes
Through the alley, back from hell, when you hear that steeple bell
You must say goodbye to me
 Wipe him down with gasoline 'til his arms are hard and mean
>From now on boys this iron boat's your home
So heave away, boys

We sail tonight for Singapore, take your blankets from the floor
Wash your mouth out by the door, the whole town's made of iron ore
Every witness turns to steam, they all become Italian dreams
Fill your pockets up with earth, get yourself a dollar's worth
Away boys, away boys, heave away

The captain is a one-armed dwarf, he's throwing dice along the wharf
In the land of the blind the one-eyed man is king, so take this ring

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 drank along a colored wind, I dangled from a rope of sand
You must say goodbye to me

The Part You Throw Away

You dance real slow

You wreck it down
You walk away, then you
turn around

What did that old blonde

gal say?
That is the part...
You throw away

I want that beggars eyes

a winning horse
a tidy Mexican divorce

St. Mary's prayers

Houdini's Hands
and a Barman who always
understands

Will you loose the flowers

hold on to the vase
Will you wipe all those teardrops
away from your fase
I can't help thinking
as I close the door
I have done all of this
many times before

The bone must go

The wish can stay
The kiss don't know
What the lips will say
 Forget I've hurt you
Put stones in your bed
and remember to never
mind instead

Well all of your letters

Burned up in the fire
Time is just memory
mixed in with Desire
That's not the road it is
Only the map...I say
gone just like matches
from a closed down cabaret
In a Portuguese Saloon
a fly is a circling around
the room
You'll soon forget the
tune that you play
For that is the part
You throw away
Ah, that is the part
You throw away

God's Away On Business

I'd sell your heart to the junkman baby

For a buck, for a buck
If you're looking for someone
to pull you out of that ditch
You're out of luck, you're out of luck

The ship is sinking

The ship is sinking
The ship is sinking
There's leak, there's leak,
in the boiler room
The poor, the lame, the blind
Who are the ones that we kept in charge?
Killers, thieves, and lawyers

God's away, God's away,

God's away on Business. Business.
God's away, God's away,
God's away on Business. Business.

Digging up the dead with

a shovel and a pick
It's a job, it's a job
Bloody moon rising with
a plague and a flood
Jain the mob, jain the mob
It's all over, it's all over, it's all over
There's a lick, there's a lick,
in the boiler room
 The poor, the lame, the blind
Who are the ones that we kept in charge?
Killers, thieves, and lawyers
God's away, God's away, God's away
On Business. Business.
God's away, God's away,
On Business. Business.

Goddamn ther's always such

a big temptation
To be good, To be good
Tere's always free cheddar in
a mousetrap, baby
It's a deal, it's a deal
God's away, God's away, God's away
On Business. Business.
God's away, God's away, God's away
On Business. Business.
I narrow my eyes like a coin slot baby,
Let her ring, let her ring
God's away, God's away,
God's away on Business.
Business...........

Just the Right Bullets

There is a light in the forest

There is a face in the tree
I'll pull you out of the chorus
And the first one's always free
You can never go hunting
With just a flintlock and a hound
You won't go home with a bunting
If you blow a hundred rounds
It takes much more than wild courage
Or you'll hit just the tattered clouds
You must have just the right bullets
And the first one's always free
You must be careful in the forest
Broken glass and rusty nails
If you're to bring back something for us
I have bullets for sale
Why be a fool when you can chase away
Your blind and your gloom
I have blessed each one of these bullets
And they shine just like a spoon
To have sixty silver wishes
Is a small price to pay
They'll be your private little fishes
And they'll never swim away
I just want you to be happy
That's my only wish
 I'll fix your wagon and your musket
And the spoon will have his dish
And I shudder at the thought of your
Poor empty hunter's pouch
So I'll keep the wind from your barrel
And bless the roof of your house

Cemetery Polka

Uncle Vernon, Uncle Vernon, independent as a hog on ice

He's a big shot down there at the slaughterhouse
Plays accordion for Mr. Weiss

Uncle Biltmore and Uncle William

Made a million during World War Two
But they're tightwads and they're cheapskates
And they'll never give a dime to you

Auntie Mame has gone insane

She lives in the doorway of an old hotel
And the radio is playing opera
All she ever says is "Go to hell"

Uncle Violet flew as a pilot

And there ain't no pretty girls in France
Now he runs a tiny little bookie joint
They say he never keeps it in his pants

Uncle Bill will never leave a will

And the tumor is as big as an egg
He has a mistress, she's Puerto Rican
And I heard she has a wooden leg

Uncle Phil can't live without his pills

He has emphysema and he's almost blind
And we must find out where the money is
Get it now before he loses his mind

Uncle Vernon, Uncle Vernon, independent as a hog on ice

He's a big shot down there at the slaughterhouse
He plays accordion for Mr. Weiss

Strange Weather

(Tom Waits for Marianne Faithful)

Will you take me across the Channel,
London Bridge is falling down.
Strange a woman tries to save
What a man will try to drown.
 And he's the rain that they predicted,
Its the forecast every time.
The rose has died because you picked it
And I believe that brandy's mine.

And all over the world

Strangers
Talk only about the weather.
All over the world
It's the same
It's the same
It's the same.

The world is getting flatter,

The sky is falling all around.
And nothing is the matter
For I never cry in town.
And a love like ours, my dear,

Is best measured when its down.

And I never buy umbrellas,
For there's always one around.

And all over the world Strangers Talk only about the weather. All over the world It's
the same
It's the same
It's the same.

And you know that its beginning,

And you know that its the end
When once again we are strangers
And the fog comes rolling in.

And all over the world

Strangers
Talk only about the weather.
All over the world
It's the same
It's the same
It's the same.

Everything you can think

Everything you can think of is true

Before the ocean was blue
We were lost in a flood
Run red with your blood
Nigerian skeleton crew

Everything you can think of is true

The dish ran away with the spoon
Dig deep in your heart for that little red glow
 Were decomposing as we go

Everything you can think of is true

And fishes make wishes on you
Were fighting our way up dreamlands spine
Red flamingos and expensive wine

Everything you can think of is true

The babys asleep in your shoe
Your teeth are buildings with yellow doors
Your eyes are fish on a creamy shore.

Black Wings

(Tom Waits/K. Brennan)

Take an eye for an eye
Take a tooth for a tooth
Just like they say in the Bible
Never leave a trace or forget a face
Of any man at the table
Any man at the table
When the moon is a cold chiseled dagger
Sharp enough to draw blood from a stone
He rides through your dreams on a coach
And horses and the fence posts
In the moonlight look like bones.

Well they've stopped trying to hold him

With mortar, stone and chain
He broke out of every prison
Boots mount the staircase
The door is flung back open
He's not there for he has risen,
He's not there for he has risen

Well he once killed a man with a guitar string

He's been seen at the table with kings
Well he once saved a baby from drowning
There are those who say beneath his coat there wings
Some say they fear him
Others admire him
Because he steals his promise
One look in his eye
Everyone denies
Ever having met him
Ever having met him.

He can turn himself into a stranger

Well they broke a lot of canes on his hide
He was born away in a cornfield
A fever beats in his head like a drum inside
Some say they fear him
 Others admire him
Because he steals his promise
One look in his eye
Everyone denies
Ever having met him
Ever having met him

Misery Is the River of the World

Misery's The River Of The World

Misery's The River Of The World
The higher that the monkey can climb
The more he shows his tail
Call no man happy 'till he dies
There's no milk at the bottom of the pail
God builds a church
The devil builds a chapel
Like the thistles that are growing
'round the trunk of a tree
All the good in the world
You can put inside a thimble
And still have room for you and me
If there's one thing you can say
About Mankind
There's nothing kind about man
You can drive out nature with a pitch fork
But it always comes roaring back again
Misery's The River Of The World
Misery's The River Of The World
Misery's The River Of The World
For want of a bird
The sky was lost
For want of a nail
A shoe was lost
For want of a life
A knife was lost
For want of a toy
A child was lost
Misery's The River Of The World
Misery's The River Of The World
Everybody Row! Everybody Row!
Misery's The River Of The World
Misery's The River Of The World
Everybody Row! Everybody Row!
Everybody Row! Everybody Row!
Everybody Row!

Yesterday Is Here
 If you want money in your pocket
and a top hat on your head
a hot meal on your table
and a blanket on your bed
well today is grey skies
tomorrow is tears
you'll have to wait til yesterday is here
Well I'm going to New York City
and I'm leaving on a train
and if you want to stay behind and
wait til I come back again
well today is grey skies
tomorrow is tears
you'll have to wait til yesterday is here
If you want to go
where the rainbows end
you'll have to say goodbye
all our dreams come true
baby up ahead
and it's out where your memories lie
well the road is out before me
and the moon is shining bright
what I want you to remember
as I disappear tonight
today is grey skies
tomorrow is tears
you'll have to wait til yesterday is here
Little brown sausages

Tom Waits compilation