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Glitter And Doom Live (Remastered)

by Tom Waits

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We sail tonight for Singapore We're all as mad as hatters here I've fallen for a tawny moor took off to the Land of Nod Drank with all the Chinamen Walked the sewers of Paris I danced along a colored wind Dangled from a rope of sand You must say goodbye to me We sail tonight for Singapore Don't fall asleep while you're ashore Cross your heart and hope to die When you hear the children cry Let marrow bone and cleaver choose While making feet for children's shoes Through the alley Back from Hell When you hear that steeple bell You must say goodbye to me. Wipe him down with gasoline Till his arms are hard and mean From now on boys this iron boat's your home So heave away boys We sail tonight for Singapore Take your blankets from the floor Wash your mouth out by the door The whole town is made of iron ore Every witness turns to steam They all become Italian dreams Fill your pockets up with earth Get yourself a dollar's worth Away boys, away boys, heave away The captain is a one-armed dwarf He's throwing dice along the wharf In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is King So take this ring We sail tonight for Singapore We're all as mad as hatters here I've fallen for a tawny moor took off to the Land of Nod Drank with all the Chinamen Walked the sewers of Paris I danced along a colored wind Dangled from a rope of sand You must say goodbye to me
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Molly be damned smote Jimmy the Harp With a horrid little pistol and a lariat she's goin to the bottom and she's goin down the drain Said she wasn't big enough to carry it She got to get behind the Mule in the morning and plow She got to get behind the Mule in the morning and plow She got to get behind the Mule in the morning and plow She got to get behind the Mule in the morning and plow Choppity chop goes the axe in the woods You gotta meet me by the fall down tree Shovel of dirt upon a coffin lid and I know they'll come lookin for me boys and I know they'll come a-lookin for me Got to get behind the Mule in the morning and plow Got to get behind the Mule in the morning and plow Got to get behind the Mule in the morning and plow Got to get behind the Mule in the morning and plow Big Jack Earl was 8'1' He stood in the road and he cried He couldn't make her love him Couldn't make her stay but tell the good Lord that he tried (Chorus) Dusty trail from Atchison to Placerville On the wreck of the Weaverville stage Beaula fired on Beatty for a lemonade I was stirring my brandy with a nail boys Stirring my brandy with a nail (Chorus) Well the rampaging sons of the widow James Jack the cutter and the pock marked kid Had to stand naked at the bottom Of the cross And tell the good lord what they did Tell the good lord what they did (Chorus) Punctuated birds on the power line In a Studebaker with the Birdie Joe Hoaks I'm diggin all the way to China With a silver spoon While the hangman fumbles with the noose, boys The hangman fumbles with the noose (Chorus) Pin your ear to the wisdom post Pin your eye to the line Never let the weeds get higher than the garden Always keep a sapphire in your mind Always keep a diamond in your mind (Chorus)
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There's a crooked street in Houston town it's a well worn path I've followed down now there's ruin in my name I wish I never got off the train I wished I'd listened to the words you said don't go down to Fannin Street don't go down to Fannin Street don't go down to Fannin Street oh yeah you'll be lost and never found you can never turn around don't go down to Fannin Street once I held you in my arms I was sure till I took that silent step through the gilded door but the desire to have much more all the glitter and the roar now I know that this is where the sidewalk ends don't go down to Fannin Street don't go down to Fannin Street don't go down to Fannin Street you'll be lost and never found you can never turn around don't go down to Fannin Street when I was young I thought only of getting out I said good-bye to my street good-bye to my house give a man gin give a man cards give an inch he takes a yard and I rue the day that I stepped off this train don't go down to Fannin Street don't go down to Fannin Street don't go down to Fannin Street oh yeah you'll be lost and never found you can never turn around
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What does it matter, a dream of love Or a dream of lies We're all gonna be the same place When we die Your spirit don't leave knowing Your face or your name And the wind through your bones Is all that remains And we're all gonna be Just dirt on the ground The quill from a buzzard The blood writes the word I want to know am I the sky Or a bird 'Cause hell is boiling over And heaven is full We're chained to the world And we all gotta pull And we're all gonna be ...just dirt in the ground Now the killer was smiling With nerves made of stone He climbed the stairs And the gallows groaned And the people's hearts were pounding They were throbbing, they were red As he swung out over the crowd I heard the hangman said We're all gonna be... Just dirt in the ground Now Cain slew Abel He killed him with a stone The sky cracked open And the thunder groaned Along a river of flesh Can these dry bones live? Ask a king or a beggar And the answer they'll give Is we're all gonna be Yea yea We're all gonna be just
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Well pale face said To the eyeball kid She just goes clank and boom and steam A halo, wings, horns and a tail Shoveling coal inside my dreams There are no laws She's made of cream She's such a scream Qui bon tres bien, nails in cement A Donnie gal from mortal clay The plow is red The well is full, inside The dollhouse of her skull A cheetah coat fills up with steam She's such a scream All crooked lines Her fireplace A milktrain so clean Machine gun haste You'll ride the only wall of shame And drag that chain across the state Her lips are red She is the queen She's such a scream...
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We put up our tent on a dark Green knoll, outside of town by The train tracks and a seagull dump Topping the bill was Horse Face Ethel And her Marvelous Pigs in satin We pounded our steaks in the ground All powder brown And the branches spread like scary Fingers reaching – we Were in a pasture in Kankakee And one eyed Myra, the queen of The galley who trained the Ostrich and the camels She looked at me squinty with her One good eye in a Roy Orbison t-shirt as she bottle fed an Orangutan named Tripod and then there was Yodeling Elaine the Queen of the air who wore a Dollar sign medallion and she Had a tiny bubble of spittle Around her nostril and a Little rusty tear, for she had Lassoed and lost another Tipsy sailor and over in The burnt yellow tent By the frozen tractor, the Music was like electric sugar And Zuzu Bolin played "Stavin' Chain" and Mighty Tiny on the saw and he Threw his head back with a Mouth full of gold teeth And they played lopsided heart And moon over Dog Street and By the time they played Moanin Low I was soakin wet and wild eyed And Doctor Bliss slipped me a Preparation and I fell asleep with Livery Stable Blues in my ear And me and Molly Hoey drank Pruno and Koolaid she had a Tattoo gun made out of a cassette Motor and a guitar string and she soaked a hanky in 3 roses and rubbed it on the spot and she drew a rickety heart and a bent arrow and it hurt like hell and Funeral Wells spun Poodle Murphy on the target As he threw his hardware, only Once in Sheboygan did he miss At a matinee on Diamond Pier and She'd never let him forget it They were doing two shows and she Had a high fever and he took Off a piece of her ear and Tip Little told her she should Leave the bum but Poodle said, "he fetched me Last time I run" and I'd Like to hammer this ring into A bullet and I wish I Had some whiskey and a gun My dear, I wish I had some Whiskey and a gun my dear
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Well I'm goin' out west Where the wind blows tall 'Cause Tony Franciosa Used to date my ma They got some money out there They're giving it away I'm gonna do what I want And I'm gonna get paid Do what I want And I'm gonna get paid Little brown sausages Lying in the sand I ain't no extra baby I'm a leading man Well, my parole officer Will be proud of me With my Olds 88 And the devil on a leash I know karate, Voodoo too I'm gonna make myself available to you I don't need no make up I got real scars I got hair on my chest I look good without a shirt Well I don't lose my composure In a high speed chase Well my friends think I'm ugly I got a masculine face I got some dragstrip courage I can really drive a bed I'm gonna change my name to Hannibal Or maybe just Rex I know karate, Voodoo too I'm gonna make myself available to you I don't need no make up I got real scars I got hair on my chest I look good without a shirt I'm gonna drive all night Take some speed I'm gonna wait for the sun To shine down on me I cut a hole in my roof The shape of a heart And I'm goin' out west Where they'll appreciate me Goin' out west Goin' out west
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I've come 500 miles Just to see your halo Come from St. Petersburg Scarlett and me When I open my eyes I was blind as can be And to give a man luck He must fall in the sea And she wants you to steal and get caught For she loves you for all that you are not When you're falling down Falling down When you're falling down Falling down falling down You forget all the roses Don't come around on Sunday She's not gonna choose you For standing so tall Go on take a swig of that poison And like it And now don't ask for silverware Don't ask for nothing Go on and put your ear to the ground You know you'll be hearing that sound Falling down You're falling down falling down Falling down falling down Falling down When you're falling down Falling down falling down Go on down see that wrecking ball Come swing in on her now Everyone knew that hotel was a goner They broke all the windows And took all the door knobs And they hauled it away In a couple of days Now someone yelled timber Take off your hat We all look smaller Down here on the ground When you're falling down Falling down falling down Falling down falling down Falling down Someone's falling down Falling down falling down Falling down falling down Falling down
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You dance real slow You wreck it down You walk away, then you turn around What did that old blonde gal say? That is the part... You throw away I want that beggars eyes a winning horse a tidy Mexican divorce St. Mary's prayers Houdini's Hands and a Barman who always understands Will you loose the flowers hold on to the vase Will you wipe all those teardrops away from your face I can't help thinking as I close the door I have done all of this many times before The bone must go The wish can stay The kiss don't know What the lips will say Forget I've hurt you Put stones in your bed and remember to never mind instead Well all of your letters Burned up in the fire Time is just memory mixed in with Desire That's not the road it is Only the map...I say gone just like matches from a closed down cabaret In a Portuguese Saloon a fly is circling around the room You'll soon forget the tune that you play For that is the part You throw away oh that is the part You throw away
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Long way going to Get my medicine Sky's the autumn grey of A lonely wren Piano from a window played Gone tomorrow, gone Yesterday I found it in the street At first I did not see Lying at my feet a Trampled rose Passing the hat in church It never stops going round You never pay just once To get the job done What I done to me, I done To you, What happened to The trampled rose? In the muddy street, with The fireworks and leaves A blind man with a cup I asked Would he play "Kisses Sweeter Than Wine" I know that rose like I Know my name, the One I gave my love It was the same, now I find it in the street A trampled rose
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Are you ready, are you ready Knocky Parker told Bowlegged Sal They all know how to kick it in Cal They're playing this dope and this money tune Dancing baby with a 7 mile broom Things are bulging out the rafters Like hell Dddddown there at the Hush Hotel They're jumping right out of their Seats, dancing to the bran' new beat Do......the Metropolitan Glide Do......the Metropolitan Glide The floor is polished and you Momma's gone You can quake and roll and moan 29 gypsies in a Cadillac stoned Turn off the ringer on your cellular phone Whip the air like a Rainbow Trout Drag your tail pipe till you bottom out Do......the Metropolitan Glide Do......the Metropolitan Glide Do......the Metropolitan Glide Do......the Metropolitan Glide The low bottom of the china moon The black swan and the way too soon Ace pocket and the dog bone gone The peacock and the mean black swan The rain shower and high heeled shoe Bombay money and I know I can do it The sink hole and the victory dance Its in the pocket in the real tight pants Ddddo the Metropolitan Glide Ddddo the Metropolitan Glide Show your teeth bray like a calf You kill me with your machine gun laugh You make me trouble with the floor That's creaking I've been ready to ka boom for a week Put on your stockings and your powder and blush Keep it all on the hush, hush, hush Do......the Metropolitan Glide Do......the Metropolitan Glide
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I'll shoot the moon Right out of the sky For you baby I'll be the pennies On your eyes For you baby I want to take you Out to the fair Here's a red rose Ribbon for your hair I'll shoot the moon Right out of the sky For you baby I'll shoot the moon For you A vulture circles Over your head For you baby I'll be the flowers After you're dead For you baby I want to build A nest in your hair I want to kiss you And never be there I'll shoot the moon Right out of the sky For you baby I'll shoot the moon For you You know I love you, baby So why don't you call me? You know my number 392-7704 Call any time I'll shoot the moon right out of the sky For you baby I'll shoot the moon for you I'll shoot the moon right out of the sky For you baby I'll be the flowers after you're dead For you baby I want to build a nest in your hair I want to kiss you and never be there I'll shoot the moon right out of the sky For you baby I'll shoot the moon for you
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Lay your head where My heart used to be Hold the earth above me Lay down in the green grass Remember when you loved me Come closer don't be shy Stand beneath a rainy sky The moon is over the rise Think of me as a train goes by Clear the thistles and brambles Whistle didn't he ramble Now there's a bubble of me And its floating in thee Stand in the shade of me Things are now made of me The weather vane will say It smells like rain today God took the stars and he Tossed 'em can't tell The birds from the blossoms You'll never be free of me He'll make a tree from me Don't say good bye to me Describe the sky to me And if the sky falls mark My words – we'll catch mocking birds Lay your head where My heart used to be Hold the earth above me Lay down in the green grass Remember when you loved me
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She took all my money And my best friend You know the story Here it comes again I have no pride I have no shame You gotta make it rain Since you gone Deep inside it hurts I'm just another sad Guest on this dark earth I want to believe in the Mercy of the world again Make it rain, make it rain The nite's too quiet Stretched out alone I need the whip of thunder And the winds dark moan I'm not Able, I'm just Cain Open up the heavens Make it rain I'm close to heaven Crushed at the gate They sharpen their knives On my mistakes What she done you can't Give it a name Just make it rain With out her love With out your kiss Hell can't burn me More than this I'm burning up all this pain Open up the heavens Make it rain I'm born to trouble I'm born to fate Inside a Promise I can't escape It's the same old world But nothing looks the same Make it rain Make it rain Make it rain
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Once upon a time there was a poor child with no father and no mother and everything was dead and no one was left in the whole world everything was dead and the child went on search day and night and since nobody was left on the earth he wanted to go up into the heavens and the moon was looking at him so friendly and when he finally got to the moon the moon was a piece of rotten wood and then he went to the sun and when he got there the sun was a wilted sunflower and when he got to the stars they were little golden flies stuck up there like the shrike sticks 'em on a blackthorn And when he wanted to go back down to earth the earth was an overturned piss pot And he was all alone he sat down and he cried and he is there till this day all alone okay there's your story night night
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The prettiest girl in all the world is in a little Spanish town but I left her for a Bonnie lass and I told her I'd see her around But that Bonnie lass and her heart of glass would not hold a candle to bumming around so don't cry for me for I'm going away and I'll be back some lucky day Tell the boys back home I'm doing just fine I left all my troubles and woe so sing about me for I can't come home I've many more miles to go Why there's Miss Kelsey you taught dance at our school and old Johnny O'Toole I'll still beat you at pool so don't cry for me for I'm going away and I'll be back some lucky day Now when I was a boy My daddy sat me on his knee And he told me He told me many things And he said son There's alot of things in this world You're gonna have no use for And when you get blue And you've lost all your dreams There's nothin like a campfire And a can of beans Why there's Miss Kelsey She taught dance at our school And old Johnny O 'Toole I'll still beat you at pool So don't cry for me For I'm goin' away And I'll be back some lucky day

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Glitter And Doom Live captures 17 performances hand-picked by Waits from his sold-out 2008 international tour. The collection features a haunting “Trampled Rose” from Real Gone and a hypnotic “Get Behind the Mule” from Mule Variations. Waits also digs into the vaults for tracks like a reimagined “Singapore” from 1985’s Rain Dogs.

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released November 23, 2009

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