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Bottom of the world

by Tom Waits


My daddy told me, lookin´ back
The best friend you´ll have is a railroad track
So when I was 13 said, I´m rollin´ my own,
And I´m leavin´ Missouri and I´m never comin´ home

And I´m lost, and I´m lost
I´m lost at the bottom of the world
I´m handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar
I´m lost at the bottom of the world

Satchel Puddin´ and Lord God Mose
Sitting by the fire with a busted nose
That fresh egg yeller is too damn rare
But the white part is perfect for slickin´ down your hair

And I´m lost, and I´m lost
I´m lost at the bottom of the world
I´m handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar
I´m lost at the bottom of the world

Blackjack Ruby and Nimrod Cain
The moon´s the color of a coffee stain
Jesse Frank and Birdy Joe Hoaks
But who is the king of all these folks?

And I´m lost, and I´m lost
I´m lost at the bottom of the world
I´m handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar
I´m lost at the bottom of the world

Well I dined last night with Scarface Ron
On telapia fish cakes and fried black swan
Razorweed onion and peacock squirell
And I dreamed all night about a beautiful girl

And I´m lost, and I´m lost
I´m lost at the bottom of the world
I´m handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar
I´m lost at the bottom of the world

Well, god´s green hair is where I slept last
He balanced a diamond on a blade of grass
Now I woke me up with a cardinal bird
And when I wanna talk he hangs on every word

And I´m lost, and I´m lost
I´m lost at the bottom of the world
I´m handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar
I´m lost at the bottom of the world





 

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