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Jockey full of bourbon

by Tom Waits


Edna Million in a drop dead suit
Dutch pink 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 mother vest
I´m full of bourbon; I can´t stand up.

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
Schiffer broke a bottle on Morgan´s head
And I´ve been stepping on the devil´s tail
Across the stripes of full moon´s head
Through the bars of a Cuban jail
Bloody fingers on a purple knife
A flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass
I´m on the lawn with someone else´s wife
Come admire the view from up on top of the mast

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
Schiffer broke a bottle on Morgan´s head
And I´ve been stepping on the devil´s tail
Across the stripes of full moon´s head
Through the bars of a Cuban jail
Bloody fingers on a purple knife
A flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass
I´m on the lawn with someone else´s wife
Come admire the view from up on top of the mast

Yellow sheets in Hong Kong bed
Stazybo horn and a Singerland ride
To the carnival is what she said
A hundred dollars makes it dark inside.

Edna Million in a drop dead suit
Dutch pink 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 mother vest
I´m full of bourbon; I can´t stand up.

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
Schiffer broke a bottle on Morgan´s head
And I´ve been stepping on the devil´s tail
Across the stripes of full moon´s head
Through the bars of a Cuban jail
Bloody fingers on a purple knife
A flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass
I´m on the lawn with someone else´s wife
Come admire the view from up on top of the mast





 

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