into a van With a vagabond And the last theing she said Was, "I love you mom." And a little rain Never hurt no one And a little rain Never hurt no one
a van With a vagabond And the last thing she said Was, "I love you mom." And a little rain Never hurt no one And a little rain Never hurt no
Tradução: Waits, Tom. Un poco de lluvia (Para Clyde).
Tradução: Waits, Tom. Un poco de lluvia.
: (by Tom Waits) Sane, sane, they're all insane, fireman's blind, the conductor is lame A Cincinnati jacket and a sad-luck dame Hanging out the window
: (Tom Waits/Kathleen Brennan) 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
on a downtown train All my dreams, all my dreams fall like rain On a downtown train On a downtown train All my dreams fall like rain On a downtown train
time the explain Free that soul on up to the next plain Remember the pain, two shots from the flame Remember the bloodstains, the cold wet rain Little light guys with little
answer Been waiting to ask you 'till now, right now" Am I? I am a lover whose never been kissed Am I? I am a fighter whose not made a fist Am I? If I
re all insane The fireman's blind, the conductor's lame A Cincinatti jacket and a sack luck dame Hanging out the window with a bottle full of rain Clap
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
originally by Tom Waites 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
come Dusty ol? Gibson, opposable thumb Bangs out the rhythm on a fifty gallon drum Don?t wait for Tom, Tom?s long gone, he?s already moved on Don?t wait for Tom
room Don't need a little spy If you're not going soon Well than i tell your mother that her son Is a Peeping Tom Now I'm afraid I walk alone through the rain
