Tom Waits lyric site
Correspondent:: hellpopehuey@subgenius.com (HellPopeHuey)
Date: 21 Oct 2004 09:10:06 -0700
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I inadvertantly came across this site featuring the lyrics to all the
works by the great songwriter hisself. My whole damned inner nation is
on its knees, ayuh. When I record my own writings or dabble at my
synth, a little Tom creeps in at recognizable intervals. God was
having a good day when He molded this cat.
http://tom-waits.spb.ru/lyrics/all_lyrics_e.php3
I first heard his work in the form of "Step Right Up" from "Small
Change," but this is the song that put him on my permanent list of
Must-Hears.
Frank's Wild Years
Well Frank settled down in the Valley
and hung his wild years
on a nail that he drove through
his wife's forehead
he sold used office furniture
out there on San Fernando Road
and assumed a $30,000 loan
at 15 1/4 % and put down payment
on a little two bedroom place
his wife was a spent piece of used jet trash
made good bloody marys
kept her mouth shut most of the time
had a little Chihuahua named Carlos
that had some kind of skin disease
and was totally blind. They had a
thoroughly modern kitchen
self-cleaning oven (the whole bit)
Frank drove a little sedan
they were so happy
One night Frank was on his way home
from work, stopped at the liquor store,
picked up a couple Mickey's Big Mouths
drank 'em in the car on his way
to the Shell station, he got a gallon of
gas in a can, drove home, doused
everything in the house, torched it,
parked across the street, laughing,
watching it burn, all Halloween
orange and chimney red then
Frank put on a top forty station
got on the Hollywood Freeway
headed north
Never could stand that dog
--
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Correspondent:: "Lunaray"
Date: Thu, 21 Oct 2004 11:13:20 -0700
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Yeah he's one of a kind aint he? Check out his album with Crystal Gayle if
you can find it, or rent the movie "One From The Heart"! Then of course
there's: "Looks Like I'm Up Shit Creek Again", one of my favorites! :-)
Correspondent:: polar bear
Date: Thu, 21 Oct 2004 12:14:33 -0700
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In article <8cc8cffc.0410210810.712aaa3@posting.google.com>,
hellpopehuey@subgenius.com (HellPopeHuey) wrote:
> I inadvertantly came across this site featuring the lyrics to all the
> works by the great songwriter hisself. My whole damned inner nation is
> on its knees, ayuh. When I record my own writings or dabble at my
> synth, a little Tom creeps in at recognizable intervals. God was
> having a good day when He molded this cat.
>
> http://tom-waits.spb.ru/lyrics/all_lyrics_e.php3
>
> I first heard his work in the form of "Step Right Up" from "Small
> Change," but this is the song that put him on my permanent list of
> Must-Hears.
>
> Frank's Wild Years
>
> Well Frank settled down in the Valley
> and hung his wild years
> on a nail that he drove through
> his wife's forehead
> he sold used office furniture
> out there on San Fernando Road
> and assumed a $30,000 loan
> at 15 1/4 % and put down payment
> on a little two bedroom place
> his wife was a spent piece of used jet trash
> made good bloody marys
> kept her mouth shut most of the time
> had a little Chihuahua named Carlos
> that had some kind of skin disease
> and was totally blind. They had a
> thoroughly modern kitchen
> self-cleaning oven (the whole bit)
> Frank drove a little sedan
> they were so happy
>
> One night Frank was on his way home
> from work, stopped at the liquor store,
> picked up a couple Mickey's Big Mouths
> drank 'em in the car on his way
> to the Shell station, he got a gallon of
> gas in a can, drove home, doused
> everything in the house, torched it,
> parked across the street, laughing,
> watching it burn, all Halloween
> orange and chimney red then
> Frank put on a top forty station
> got on the Hollywood Freeway
> headed north
>
> Never could stand that dog
>
Yeah, well he didn't light a cigarette on a parking meter, did he?
Only Bob Dylan could do that.
pb
Correspondent:: bobdiddley@aol.com (3D Bob Not Diddley)
Date: 21 Oct 2004 22:45:14 GMT
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Hellpope says:
>I inadvertantly came across this site featuring the lyrics to all the
>works by the great songwriter hisself. My whole damned inner nation is
>on its knees, ayuh. When I record my own writings or dabble at my
>synth, a little Tom creeps in at recognizable intervals. God was
>having a good day when He molded this cat.
Tom Waits for no man.
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