Artist: Tom Waits Album: Rain Dogs {1985}

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 the 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 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's 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 drank along a colored wind, I dangled from a rope of sand
You must say goodbye to me

Sane, sane, they're all insane
Fireman's blind, the conductor is lame
A Cincinnati jacket and a sad-luck dame
Hangin' out the window with a bottle full of rain
Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands

Said, roar, roar, the thunder and the roar
Son-a-bitch is never comin' back here no more
The moon in the window and the bird on the pole
We can always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal
Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands

Said, steam, steam, a hundred bad dreams
Going up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeans
A fifty dollar bill inside a palladin's hat
And nobody's sure where Mr. Knickerbocker's at

Roar, roar, the thunder and the roar
Son-a-bitch is never coming back here no more
Moon in the window and a bird on the pole
Always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal
Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands

I said, steam, steam, well, a hundred bad dreams
Going up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeans
A fifty dollar bill inside a palladin's hat
And nobody's sure where Mr. Knickerbocker's at

Shine, shine, a Roosevelt dime
All the way to Baltimore and runnin' out of time
Salvation Army seemed to wind up in the hole
They all went to heaven in a little row boat
Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands
Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands
Well, clap hands, well, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands

Uncle Vernon, Uncle Vernon
Independent as a hog on ice
He's a big shot down there at the slaughterhouse
Plays accordion for Mr. Weiss
Uncle Biltmore and Uncle William
Made a million during World War Two
But they're tightwads and they're cheapskates
And they'll never give a dime to you

Auntie Mame has gone insane
She lives in the doorway of an old hotel
And the radio is playing opera
All she ever says is, "Go to hell."
Uncle Violet flew as a pilot
And there ain't no pretty girls in France
Now he runs a tiny little bookie joint
They say he never keeps it in his pants
Uncle Bill will never leave a will
And the tumor is as big as an egg
He has a mistress, she's Puerto Rican
And I heard she has a wooden leg

Uncle Phil can't live without his pills
He has emphysema and he's almost blind
And we must find out where the money is
Get it now before he loses his mind
Uncle Vernon, Uncle Vernon
Independent as a hog on ice
He's a big shot down there at the slaughterhouse
He plays accordion for Mr. Weiss

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
And I been drinking from a broken cup
Two pairs of pants and a mohair vest
I'm full of bourbon, I can't stand up

Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, your children are alone

Schiffer broke a bottle on Morgan's head
And I'm stepping on the devil's tail
Across the stripes of a full moon's head
And through the bars of a Cuban jail
Bloody fingers on a purple knife
Flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass
I'm on the lawn with someone else's wife
Admire the view from up on top of the mast

Hey little bird, fly away home
House is on fire, children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
House is on fire, your children are alone, hey

I said, hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, your children are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
House is on fire, your children are alone

Yellow sheets on a Hong Kong bed
Stazybo horn and a Slingerland ride
"To the carnival," is what she said
A 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 are alone
Hey little bird, fly away home
Your house is on fire, your children are alone

Well, you play that tarantella, all the hounds will start to roar
The boys all go to hell and then the Cubans hit the floor
They drive along the pipeline, they tango till they're sore
They take apart their nightmares and they leave them by the door
Let me fall out of the window with confetti in my hair
Deal out Jacks Or Better on a blanket by the stairs
I'll tell you all my secrets, but I lie about my past
And send me off to bed for evermore

Make sure they play my theme song, I guess daisies will have to do
Just get me to New Orleans and paint shadows on the pews
Turn the spit on that pig and kick the drum and let me down
Put my clarinet beneath your bed till I get back in town
Let me fall out of the window with confetti in my hair
Deal out Jacks Or Better on a blanket by the stairs
I'll tell you all my secrets, but I lie about my past
So send me off to bed for evermore

Just make sure she's all in calico and the color of a doll
Wave the flag on Cadillac day and a skillet on the wall
Cut me a switch or hold your breath till the sun goes down
Write my name on the hood, send me off to another town
And just let me fall out a window with confetti in my hair
Deal out Jacks Or Better on a blanket by the stairs
Tell you all my secrets, but I lie about my past
Will you send me off to bed for evermore

Fall out of the window with confetti in my hair
Deal out Jacks Or Better on a blanket by the stairs
I'll tell you all my secrets, but I lie about my past
Send me off to bed for evermore, send me off to bed for evermore 

Well, cutting through the cane break, rattling the sill
Thunder that the rain make when the shadow top the hill
Big light on the back street, hill to ever more
Packing down the ladder with the hammer to the floor
Here come the big black Mariah, here come the big black Mariah
Here come the big black Mariah, I seen the big black Ford

Well, he's all boxed up on a red belle dame
Hunted Black Johnny with a blind man's cane
A yellow bullet with a rag out in the wind
An old blind tiger, got an old bell Jim
Here come the big black Mariah, here come the big black Mariah
Here come the big black Mariah, here come the big black Ford

Sent to the skies on a Benny Jag Blue
Off to bed without his supper like a Linda brides do
He got to do the story with the old widow Jones
Got a wooden coat, this boy is never coming home
Here come the big black Mariah, here come the big black Mariah
Here come the big black Mariah, I seen that big black Ford
Cut through the canebrake, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Well, he's all boxed up on a red belle dame
Flat Blue Johnny with a blind man's cane
A hundred yellow bullets shook a rag out in the wind
An old blind tiger, on a bell and you win
Here come the big black Mariah, here come the big black Mariah
Here come the big black Mariah, here come the big black Ford

Broken glass, rusty nails where the wild violets grow
Say goodbye to the railroad, the mad dogs of summer and everything that I know
Some men will do here for diamonds
Some men will do here for gold
Wounded but they just keep on climbing
Sleep by the side of the road

There's a hole in the ladder, a fence we can climb
Mad as a hatter, you're thin as a dime
Go out to the meadow, the hills are a-green
Sing me a rainbow, steal me a dream

Small-time Napoleon's shattered his knees but he stays in the saddle for Rose
And all his disciples, they shave in the gutter and they gather what's left of his clothes
Some men will do here for diamonds
Some men will do here for gold
Wounded but they just keep on climbing
Sleep by the side of the road

Hush a wild violet, hush a band of gold
Hush, you're in a story that I heard somebody told
Tear the promise from my heart, tear my heart today
You have found another, oh baby, I must go away
So hang down your head for sorrow, hang down your head for me
Hang down your head tomorrow, hang down your head Marie

Hush my love, the rain now, hush my love was so true
Hush my love, a train now, well, it takes me away from you
So hang down your head for sorrow, hang down your head for me
Hang down your head, hang down your head, hang down your head Marie
So hang down your head for sorrow, hang down your head for me
Hang down your head, hang down your head, hang down your head Marie

Well, the smart money's on Harlow and the moon is in the street
And the shadow boys are breaking all the laws
And you're east of East Saint Louis and the wind is making speeches
And the rain sounds like a round of applause
And Napoleon is weeping in a carnival saloon
His invisible fiancee's in the mirror
And the band is going home, it's raining hammers, it's raining nails
And it's true there's nothing left for him down here

And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time that you love
And it's time, time, time

And they all pretend they're orphans and their memory's like a train
You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away
And the things you can't remember tell the things you can't forget
That history puts a saint in every dream
Well, she said she'd stick around until the bandages came off
But these mama's boys just don't know when to quit
And Matilda asks the sailors, "Are those dreams or are those prayers?" 
So close your eyes, son, and this won't hurt a bit

Oh, it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time that you love
And it's time, time, time

Well, things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl
The boys just dive right off the cars and splash into the street
And when they're on a roll she pulls a razor from her boot
And a thousand pigeons fall around her feet
So put a candle in the window and a kiss upon his lips 
As the dish outside the window fills with rain
Just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart
And pay the fiddler off till I come back again

Oh, it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time that you love
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time that you love
And it's time, time, time

Inside a broken clock, splashing the wine with all the rain dogs
Taxi, we'd rather walk, huddle a doorway with the rain dogs
For I am a rain dog, too

Oh, how we danced and we swallowed the night
For it was all ripe for dreaming
Oh, how we danced away all of the lights
We've always been out of our minds

The rum pours strong and thin, beat out the dustman with the rain dogs
Aboard a shipwreck train, give my umbrella to the rain dogs
For I am a rain dog, too

Oh, how we danced with the Rose of Tralee
Her long hair black as a raven
Oh, how we danced and you whispered to me 
You'll never be going back home
Oh, how we danced with the Rose of Tralee
Her long hair black as a raven
Oh, how we danced and you whispered to me
You'll never be going back home

INSTRUMENTAL

Well, it's Ninth and Hennepin
All the doughnuts have names that sound like prostitutes
And the moon's teeth marks are on the sky like a tarp thrown all over this
And the broken umbrellas like dead birds 
Steam comes out of the grill like the whole goddamn town's ready to blow
And the bricks are all scarred with jailhouse tattoos 
And everyone is behaving like dogs
And the horses are coming down Violin Road and Dutch is dead on his feet
And all the rooms, they smell like diesel
And you take on the dreams of the ones who have slept there
And I'm lost in the window and I hide in the stairway
And I hang in the curtain and I sleep in your hat
And no one brings anything small into a bar around here
They all start out with bad directions
And the girl behind the counter has a tattooed tear
"One for every year he's away," she said
Such a crumbling beauty
Ah, there's nothing wrong with her that a hundred dollars won't fix
She has that razor sadness that only gets worse
With the clang and the thunder of the Southern Pacific going by
And the clock ticks out like a dripping faucet 
Till you're full of rag water and bitters and blue ruin
And you spill out over the side to anyone who will listen
I've seen it all, I've seen it all through the yellow windows of the evening train

One, two, three

Falling James in the Tahoe mud
Stick around to tell us all the tale
Well, he fell in love with a Gun Street girl
And now he's dancing in the Birmingham jail
Dancing in the Birmingham jail

Well, he took a hundred dollars off a slaughterhouse Joe
Bought a brand new Michigan twenty-gauge
He got all liquored up on that roadhouse corn
Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow Corvette
A hole in the hood of a yellow Corvette

He bought a second-hand Nova from a Cuban Chinese
And dyed his hair in the bathroom of a Texaco
With a pawnshop radio, quarter past four
He left for Waukegan at the slamming of the door
Left for Waukegan at the slamming of the door

I said, John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
I said, John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home

He's sitting in a sycamore in St. John's wood 
Soaking day-old bread in kerosene
Well, he was blue as a robin's egg and brown as a hog
He's staying out of circulation till the dogs get tired
Out of circulation till the dogs get tired

Shadow fixed the toilet with an old trombone
He never get up in the morning on a Saturday
Sitting by the Erie with a bull-whipped dog
Telling everyone he saw, "They went that-a-way, boys."
Telling everyone he saw, "They went that-a-way."

Now, the rain like gravel on an old tin roof 
The Burlington Northern pulling out of the world
Now, a head full of bourbon and a dream in the straw
And a Gun Street girl was the cause of it all
A Gun Street girl was the cause of it all

Well, he's riding in the shadow by the St. Joe ridge
Hearing the click-clack tappin' of a blind man's cane
He was pulling into Baker on a New Year's Eve
One eye on a pistol and the other on the door
One eye on a pistol and the other on the door

Miss Charlotte took her satchel down to King Fish Row
Smuggled in a brand new pair of alligator shoes
With her fireman's raincoat and her long yellow hair
Well, they tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire
Tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire

I said, John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
I said, John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home

Bangin' on the table with an old tin cup
Sing, I'll never kiss a Gun Street girl again
Never kiss a Gun Street girl again
I'll never kiss a Gun Street girl again

I said, John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
I said, John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home 

Well, time is always money for the boys on Union Square
Go on and bust your ass till doomsday, don't forget to say your prayers
Someone's riding down the backstreet, said, papa got a brand new slack
And your baby is handcuffed on the front seat
Sit right there, boy and you relax, c'mon honey
We're all going down, down, down, downtown, down, downtown
We're going down, downtown, We're going down, downtown

Well, you spill out of the Cinema Fourteen to that drag bar there on the block 
Whizzin' on down in front of the East Coast, bank rolled up on your sock
Stand right there for your pleasure, half Puerto Rican Chinese
You got to find your baby somebody to measure, I'm going to get me some of these, baby
C'mon honey, do you hear what I'm doing now
Down, down, down, down, down, down downtown
Down, downtown, I'm going down, downtown

Bout four in the morning on a Sunday, Sacco drinking whiskey in church
Half pint of Festival brandy, that boy fall right off his perch
Well, that guy in the sweater's off duty, well, he's out in front of that welfare hotel
The guy in the dress is a beauty, go all the way, I swear you never can tell
C'mon honey, and pull up your socks
Down, down, down, I'm going down, down, down, downtown
Down, downtown, down, down, down

Down, down, down, c'mon, down, downtown
Going down, downtown, I'm going down, downtown

Now, you're gone and it's hotels and whiskey and sad-luck dames
And I don't care if they miss me, I never remember their names
They say if you get far enough away, you'll be on your way back home
Well, I'm at the station and I can't get on the train
Must be blind love, only kind of love is stone blind love
Blind love, the only kind of love is stone blind love
With your blind love, oh, it's blind love
Stone blind love, it's stone blind love

Now, the street's turning blue, the dogs are barking and the night has come
And there's tears that are falling from your blue eyes now
I wonder where you are and I whisper your name
The only way to find you is if I close my eyes
I'll find you with my blind love, the only kind of love is stone blind love, yeah
The only kind of love is stone blind love
The only kind of love is stone blind love
With your blind love, oh, your blind love
Your stone blind love

It's your blind love, the only kind of love is stone blind love
Stone blind love, the only kind of love is stone blind love
With your blind love, the only kind of love is stone blind love
Stone blind love, stone blind love

He's got himself a homemade special, you know his glass is full of sand
And it feels just like a jaybird the way it fits into his hand
He rolled a blade up in his trick towel, they slap their hands against the wall
You never trip, you never stumble, he's walking Spanish down the hall

Slip him a picture of our Jesus or give him a spoon to dig a hole
What all he done ain't no one's business, but he'll need blankets for the cold
They dim the lights over on Broadway, even the king has bowed his head
And every face looks right up at Mason, man, he's walking Spanish down the hall

Litella's screeching for a blind pig, Punk Sanders carved it out of wood
He never sang when he got hoodwinked, they tried it all but he never would
Tomorrow morning there'll be laundry, but he'll be somewhere else to hear the call
Don't say goodbye, he's just leaving early, he's walking Spanish down the hall

All St. Barthelemew said was whispered into the ear of Blind Jack Dawes
All Baker told the machine was that he never broke the law
Go on, tip your hat up to the Pilate, take off your watch, your rings and all
Even Jesus wanted just a little more time when he was walking Spanish down the hall

Outside another yellow moon has punched a hole in the nighttime, yes
I climb through the window and down to the street, I'm shining like a new dime
The downtown trains are full with all of those Brooklyn girls
They try so hard to break out of their little worlds
Well, you wave your hand and they scatter like crows
They have nothing that will ever capture your heart
They're just thorns without the rose, be careful of them in the dark
Oh, if I was the one you chose to be your only one
Oh baby, can't you hear me now, can't you hear me now
Will I see you tonight on a downtown train
Every night it's just the same, you leave me lonely now

I know your window and I know it's late, I know your stairs and your doorway
I walk down your street and past your gate, I stand by the light of the four-way
You watch 'em as they fall, oh baby, they all have heart attacks
They stay at the carnival, but they'll never win you back
Will I see you tonight on a downtown train
Where every night, every night it's just the same, oh baby
Will I see you tonight on a downtown train
All of my dreams, they fall like rain, oh baby, on a downtown train

Will I see you tonight on a downtown train
Where every night, every night it's just the same, oh baby 
Will I see you tonight on a downtown train
All of my dreams just fall like rain, all on a downtown train
All on a downtown train, all on a downtown train
All on a downtown train, a downtown train, a downtown train

INSTRUMENTAL

My head is a spinning round, my heart in my shoes, yeah
I went and set the Thames on fire, oh, now I must come back down
She's laughin' in her sleeve, boys, I can feel it in my bones
Oh, but anywhere, anywhere I'm gonna lay my head, I'm gonna call my home

Well, I see that the world is upside-down, yeah, seems that my pockets were filled up with gold
And now the clouds, well, they've covered everything over and the wind is blowing cold
Well, I don't need anybody, because I learned, I learned to be alone
Well, I said anywhere, anywhere, anywhere I lay my head, boys, well, I gonna call my home