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Nighthawk Postcards (From Easy Street)

アーティスト:Tom Waits  アルバム:Nighthawks at the Diner  作詞:WAITS TOM  作曲:WAITS TOM 

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Goodness gracious...my bass player should be chained up somewhere I wanna take you on a kind of inebriational travelogue here Well, ain't got no spare, you ain't got no jack, you don't give a shit you ain't never coming back Maybe your standing on the corner of 17th and Wazee Streets, yeah Out in front of the Terminal bar there's a Thunderbird moving in muscatel sky You've been drinking cleaning products all night Open for suggestions It's a kinda about eh...well it's kinda about going down to the corner and say 'Well I'm just going down to the corner to get a pack of cigarettes I'll be back in a minute' Yeah, check out the street and it looks likes kinda of a... Kinda of a blur drizzle down the plateglass And there's a neon swizzle stick stirring up the sultry night air Looks like a yellow biscuit of a buttery cue ball moon Rollin' maverick across an obsidian sky As the busses go groanin' and wheezin', Down on the corner I'm freezing On a restless boulevard in a midnight road I'm across town from EASY STREET With the tight knots of moviegoers and out of towners on the stroll The buildings towering high above Lit like dominoes or black dice Used car salesmen dressed up in Purina Checkerboard slacks And Foster Grant wrap-around Pacing in front of rainbow EARL SCHLEIB $39.95 merchandise Like barkers at a shooting gallery They throw out kind of a Texas Guinan routine "Hello sucker, we like your money just as well as anybody else's here Come on over here now Let me put the cut back in your strut and the glid back in your slide Now climb aboard a custom Oldmobile and let me take you for a ride" Or they give you the P.T. Barnum bit "There's a sucker born every minute You just happened to be comin' along at the right time you know Come over here" Well you know, all the harlequin sailors are on the stroll In a search of "LIKE NEW," "NEW PAINT," And decent factory air and AM-FM dreams And all the piss yellow gypsy cabs That stack up in the taxi zones and the're waiting like pinball machines To be ticking off a joy ride to a magical place Like truckers welcome diners With dirt lots full of Peterbilts and Kenworths and Jimmy's and the like They're hiballin' with bankrupt brakes Man, the're over driven and the're under paid The're over fed and the're a day late and a dollar short Christ I got my lips around a bottle and I got my foot on the throttle And I'm standing on the corner Standing on the corner like a


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