Текст песни Tom Waits - Walking Spanish
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He`s got himself a homemade specialYou know his glass is full of sandAnd it fells just like a jaybirdThe way it fits into his handHe rolled a blade up in his trick towelThey slap their hands against the wallYou never trip, you never stumbleHe`s walking spanish down the hall Slip him a picture of our JesusOr give him a spoon to dig a holeWhat all he done ain`t no one`s businessBut he`ll need blankets for the coldThey dim the lights over on BroadwayEven the king has bowed his headEvery face looks right up at MasonHe`s walking spanish down the hall Latella`s screeching for a blind pigPunk Sander`s carved it out of woodHe never sang when he got hoodwinkedThey tried it all but he never wouldTomorrow morning there`ll be laundryBut he`ll be somewhere else to hear the callDon`t say goodbye he`s just leaving earlyHe`s walking spanish down the hallAll St. Bartholemew said was whisperedInto the ear of Blind Jack DawesAll the Baker told the machineWas thet he never broke the lawGo on and tip your hat up to the PilateTake off your watch, your rings and allEven Jesus wanted just a little more timeWhen he was walking spanish down the hall