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Tom Waits

Spare Parts I (A Nocturnal Emission)

  blues  singer-songwriter  experimental  rock  alternative
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well the damn cracked hard just like a bull whipcause it wasn`t takin` no lip from the night beforeas it shook out the street, the stew bums showed upjust like bounced checks, rubbin` their necksand the sky turned the color of Pepto-Bismoland the parking lots growledand my old sports coat full of promissory notesand a receipt from a late night moteland the hawk had his whole family outthere in the wind, and he`s got a messagefor you to beware cause he be kickin` yourass in, in a cold blooded fashiondishin` out more than a good man can bearI got shoes untied, shirt tail`s out, ain`t got a ghost of a chance with this old romancejust an apartment for rent down the blockIvar Theater with live burlesqueand the manager`s scowlin`, feet on his deskboom boom against the curtainyou`re still hurtin`and then push came to shove, shove came to biffgirls like that just lay you out stiffmaybe I`ll go to Cleveland orget me a tattoo or somethin`, my brother in law`s thereskid mark tattoo on the asphalt bluewas that a MalibuLiz Taylor and Montgomery Cliftcumming on to the broads with thesame ol` riff. Hey baby come up tomy place, we`ll listen to somesmooth music on the stereo, no thank yougot any Stan Getz recordsno I got Smothers Brothersso I combed back my Detroitjack up my pegs, wiped my Stacy Adamsjacknifed my legs, yea I got designson a moving violationhey baby, you put me on hold and I`mout in the wind and it`s gettingmighty cold...colder than a gut shot bitch wolf dogwith 9 sucking pups pullin` a 4 trapup a hill in the dead of winterin the middle of a snowstormwith a mouth full of porcupine quills(scat)yea well I don`t need you babyIt`s a well known factI`m 4 sheets to the windI`m glad you`re goneI`m glad you`re goneI`m finally aloneglad you`re gone, but I wish you`d come homeand I struggled out of bedcause the dawn was crackin` hard like a bullwhipcause it wasn`t takin` no lip from the night beforeas it shook out the streets the stew bumsshowed up just like bounced checksrubbin` their necks, and the sky turned thecolor of Pepto-Bismoland my old sports coat full of promissory notesand the hawk had his whole family out therein the wind, he got a message for you to bewarekickin` your ass in, in a cold blooded fashionhe be dishin` out more than a good man can bearwell hey baby let`s take it to Bakersfieldget a little apartment somewhere

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