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Drunk on the moon

by Tom Waits


Tight-slacked clad girls on the graveyard shift
´Neath the cement stroll
Catch the midnight drift
Cigar chewing charlie
In that newspaper nest
grifting hot horse tips
On who´s running the best

And I´m blinded by the neon
Don´t try and change my tune
´Cause I thought I heard a saxophone
I´m drunk on the moon

And the moon´s a silver slipper
It´s pouring champagne stars
Broadway´s like a serpent
Pulling shiny top-down cars
Laramer is teeming
With that undulating beat
And some Bonneville is screaming
It´s way wilder down the street

And I´m blinded by the neon
Don´t try and change my tune
´Cause I thought I heard a saxophone
I´m drunk on the moon

Hearts flutter and race
The moon´s on the wane
Tarts mutter their dream hopes
The night will ordain
Come schemers and dancers
Cherry delight
As a Cleveland-bound Greyhound
And it cuts throught the night

And I´ve hawked all my yesterdays
Don´t try and change my tune
´Cause I thought I heard a saxophone
I´m drunk on the moon





 

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