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Tom Waits

Diamonds On My Windshield

  blues  singer-songwriter  experimental  rock  alternative
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Текст песни Tom Waits - Diamonds On My Windshield

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Well these diamonds on my windshieldAnd these tears from heavenWell I`m pulling into town on the InterstateI got a steel train in the rainAnd the wind bites my cheek through the wingAnd it`s these late nights and this freeway flyingIt always makes me singThere`s a Duster tryin` to change my tuneHe`s pulling up fast on the rightRolling restlessly by a twenty-four hour moonAnd a Wisconsin hiker with a cue-ball headHe`s wishing he was home in a Wiscosin bedBut there`s fifteen feet of snow in the EastColder then a welldigger`s assAnd it`s colder than a welldigger`s assOceanside it ends the ride with San Clemente coming upThose Sunday desperadoes slip by and cruise with a dry backAnd the orange drive-in the neon billin`And the theatre`s fillin` to the brimWith slave girls and a hot spurn bucket full of sinMetropolitan area with interchange and connectionsFly-by-nights from RiversideAnd out of state plates running a little lateBut the sailors jockey for the fast laneSo 101 don`t miss itThere`s rolling hills and concrete fieldsAnd the broken line`s on your mindThe eights go east and the fives go northAnd the merging nexus back and forthYou see your sign, cross the line, signalling with a blinkAnd the radio`s gone off the airGives you time to thinkAnd you hear the rumbleAs you fumble for a cigaretteAnd blazing through this midnight jungleRemember someone that you metAnd one more block; the engine talksWhispers `home at last`It whispers `home at last`Whispers `home at last`It whispers `home at last`Whispers `home at last`And there are diamonds on my windshieldAnd these tears from heavenWell I`m pulling into town on the InterstateI got me a steel train in the rainAnd the wind bites my cheek through the wingLate nights and freeway flyingAlways makes me singIt always makes me sing(Hey look here Jack, ok)

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