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
just because we can't seem to get along without breaking the rules, Doesn't mean we can't walk on the wild side. It doesn't mean we can't talk on the
prit near almost ran off the road well the nurse had spilled the manoshevitz all up and down her dress then she lit the map on fire neal just had to
(Tom Waits/ Kathleen Brennan) On our anniversary There'll be someone else where you used to be The world don't care and yet it clings to me And the moon
(Tom Waits) There's a place I know where the train goes slow Where the sinner can be washed in the blood of the lamb There's a river by the trestle down
(Tom Waits/Kathleen Brennan) Dot King was whittled from the bone of Cain With a little drop of poison in the red red blood She need a way to turn around
(Tom Waits/K. Brennan) There was a murder in the red barn Murder in the red barn The trees are bending over The cows are lying down The atumn's taking
(Tom Waits) I've grown up here now All of my life But I dreamed Someday I'd go Where blue eyed girls And red guitars and Naked rivers flow I'm not all
(Tom Waits/Joseph Meyer, Al Jolson and Buddy G. De Sylva) jack was sittin poker faced with bullets backed with bitches neal hunched at the wheel puttin
back This could never be real Tom waits for the morning train To take us away Me and mr. Tom Waits Can't wait no more Can't wait no more On the
5 6 7 8 9 millie Get pealed like a dutch and spit like a filly Oh really Them boys on the block, them boys on the road, them boys on the trap they know
! Somebody's waiting for you Somewhere down the road Keep on driving Keep on driving Keep on driving Keep on driving You ran out of gas on a farm road
Kool-Aid Man [Chorus:] [All] It was a long road to glory [All] Battle for territory Just to be called the masters of the ceremony Marathon Decathalon Word-play Mega-bomb Metabolism With the rhythm Keep it goin' on
Tom Hanks on "Castaway," I'm posted up just one deep Cause these days these hoes out here be plottin to come up on the creep And these suckers be on that
enemy states fiddy states Still say chill wait until The right time baby Damn the blood line Gettin raid with AIDS But somebodys gettin paid Lets get it on and a on
(Tom Shapiro/Terri Clark/Chris Waters) You could've walked along a back road Or on a lonely stretch of beach You could have sat there on a park bench
you again" From his pocket hung down my watch and chain Tom I sat down on a stone and I cried Knowing full well that the young lad died Tom Tom, lend