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| Tom Waits Miscellaneous Jockey Full Of Bourbon Edna Million in a drop dead suit Dutch 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 mohair vest I'm full of bourbon; I can't stand up. Chorus: Hey little bird, fly away home Your house is on the fire; your children all alone Hey little bird, fly away home Your house is on the fire; your children all alone Schiffer broke a bottle on Morgan's head And I've been stepping on the devil's tail Across the stripes of a full moon's head Through the bars of a Cuban jail Bloody fingers on a purple knife A flamingo drinking from a coctail glass I'm on the lawn with somebody else's wife Come admire the view from up on top of the mast Chorus Yellow sheets in a Hong Kong bed Stazybo horn and a Slingerland ride To the carnival is what she said A hundred dollars makes it dark inside |
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