Jockey Full of Bourbon - Tom Waits

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 on the pouring rain Sixteen men on a dead man's chest I been drinking from the broken cup Two pairs of pants and a mohair vest I'm full of bourbon and i can't stand up Hey little bird, fly away home Your house is on fire, your children alone Hey little bird, you fly away home Your house is on fire, your children alone Schiffer broke a bottle on Morgan's head I'm stepping on the devil's tail Across the stripes of a full moon's head All through the bar's of a Cuban jail Bloody finger's on a purple knife Flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass I'm on the lawn with someone else's wife Admire the view from the top of the mast Hey little bird, fly away home Your house is on fire, your children alone Hey little bird, fly away home Your house is on fire, your children alone Yellow sheets on a Hong Kong bed Stazybo horn and a slingerland ride To the carnival is what she said A couple hundred dollars makes it dark inside 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 on the pouring rain Hey little bird, fly away home Your house is on fire, your children alone Hey little bird, fly away home Your house is on fire, Children Alone Hey little bird, fly away home Your house is on fire, children alone Hey little bird, fly away home Your house is on fire, your children alone

My mama drank scotch whiskey and my daddy drank Jim Beam I was concieved just outside of New Orleans Told my ma he loved her while Elvin Bishop played Daddy'd be the worst mistake my mama ever made I'm a son of the bourbon, I'm a son of a bitch I'm the dying breed of rock and roll left ass up in a ditch I've been up against the law, I've served some time in jail I've been known for gettin' stoned and raised my share of hell Raise hell, everybody They went back to Alabama one cold October day Soon as I was born my daddy up and ran away We got by on gettin' by, we'd live from week to week As long as I've got two good hands, I'll work to earn my keep I'm a son of the bourbon, I'm a son of a bitch I'm the dying breed of rock and roll left ass up in a ditch I've been up against the law, I've served some time in jail Yeah, I've been known for gettin' stoned and raised my share of hell My mama drank scotch whiskey and my daddy drank Jim Beam I was concieved just outside of New Orleans When my life is over and my time has come to pass Bury me upside down so the world can kiss my ass I'm a son of the bourbon, I'm a son of a bitch I'm the dying breed of rock and roll left ass up in a ditch I've been up against the law, I've served some time in jail Yeah, I've been known for gettin' stoned and raised my share of hell I've been known for gettin' stoned and raised my share of hell Alright

Dance jokey 한국의 유행가 아주 신나게 부르는 나 좋아 이제부터 우리 모두 다 날라리 삐리리 딴따라 Hey 엄숙하지마 나와 춤을 춤을 춤을 춰봐 무대 위의 마술사 Dance jokey PSY 웬만하면 다 알아 나 인격은 하자 허나 이빨은 기똥차 감탄사로 하자면 카 나와 함께 리듬을 타 고3처럼 음악을 파 Now everybody, let's get high Dance jockey PSY DJ PSY와 함께 Dance jockey (woo, woo) Jockey, jockey Yeah, da, da, da, dance Dance jockey (woo, woo) Jockey, jockey Yeah, da, da, da, dance Hey DJ, play that shit Hey DJ, play that shit 한국의 유행가 아주 맛나게 부르는 나 가요계의 세 곡이 다시다 내일은 없다 배째라 Hey 고민 고민 하지 마 질끈 눈을 그냥 딱 감아 아름다운 밤의 승부사 Dance jockey PSY 동네꼬마도 알아 난 파티의 기술자 영치기 영치기 영차 고마 힘 빡세게 내라카이 잘 못 놀면 애가 타 남이 잘 놀면 배 아파 Now everybody, let's get high Dance jockey PSY DJ PSY와 함께 Dance jockey (woo, woo) Jockey, jockey Yeah, da, da, da, dance Dance jockey (woo, woo) Jockey, jockey Yeah, da, da, da, dance Hey DJ, play that shit Hey DJ, play that shit 지금 이순간 우리는 공간 리듬은 첨단 기분은 끝장 Now come on, come on (come on, come on) Come on, come on (come on, come on) Come on, come on (come on, come on) Come on, come on (come on, come on) DJ PSY와 함께 Da, da, da, dance, dance jockey (woo, woo) Jockey, jockey Yeah, da, da, da, dance Dance jockey (woo, woo) Jockey, jockey Yeah, da, da, da, dance Hey DJ, play that shit Hey DJ, play that shit Dance jockey

Red Pants and the Sugarman in the Temple Street gloom Drinkin' Chivas Regal in a four dollar room Just another dead soldier in a powder blue night Sugarman says, "Baby, everything's alright" Goin' downtown, downtown, town Goin' down, downtown Montclaire de Havelin doin' the St.Vitus dance Lookin' for someone to chop the lumber in his pants How am I gonna unload all this ice and all this mink? All the traffic in the streets but it's so hard to think Goin' downtown, downtown, town Goin' down, downtown Frankie wearin' lipstick, Pierre Cardin I swear to God, I seen him holdin' hands with Jimmy Bond Sally's high on crank and hungry for some sweets Fem in the sheets but she butch in the streets Goin' downtown, downtown, town Goin' down, downtown It's cool of the evening, the sun's goin' down Want to hold you in my arms, I want to push you around I want to break your bottle and spill out all your charms Come on baby, we'll set off all the burglar alarms Goin' downtown, downtown, town Goin' down, downtown Red Pants and the Sugarman in the temple street gloom Are drinkin' Chivas Regal in a four dollar room Just another dead soldier in a powder blue night Red Pants turn to Sugarman and says, "Everything's alright" Goin' downtown, downtown, town Goin' down, downtown

Lonely, lonely, lonely Lonely eyes, lonely face Lonely, lonely in your place, lonely Lonely, lonely eyes, lonely face Lonely, lonely in your place I thought that I knew All that their was to lonely Lonely, lonely, lonely Melanie Jane won't feel the pain Lonely, lonely Lonely, lonely eyes, lonely face Lonely, lonely in your place I thought that I knew All that their was to lonely Lonely, lonely Lonely eyes, lonely face Lonely, lonely in your place And I still love you I still love you Lonely, lonely

Dot King was whittled from the bone of Cain With a little drop of poison in the red, red blood She need a way to turn around the bend She said, "I want to walk away and start over again" There are things I've done I can't erase I want to look in the mirror see another face I said, "never", but I'm doing it again I wanna walk away, start over again No more rain, no more roses I'm on my way, shake my thirst in a cool, cool pond There's a winner in every place There's a heart that's beating in every page The beginning of it starts at the end When it's time to walk away and start over again Weather's murder at a hundred and three William Ray shot Corabell Lee A yellow dog knows when he has sinned You wanna walk away and start over again No more rain, no more roses I'm on my way, shaking my thirst in a cool, cool pond Cooper told Maui the whole block's gone They're dying for jewellery, money and clothes I always get out of the trouble I'm in I want to walk away, start over again I left my bible by the side of the road Carve my initials in an old dead tree I'm going away but I'm going to be back when It's time to walk away and start over again It's time to walk away and You gotta walk away, gotta walk away I just wanna walk away yeah, wanna walk away and start over again I wanna walk away, wanna walk away, wanna walk away, wanna walk away, I wanna walk away...