Potter's Field-Tom Waits
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[ar:Tom Waits]
[al:The Asylum Years]
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[00:10.98]Artist：tom waits
[00:12.79]Songs Title：potter's field
[00:51.19]Well you can buy me a drink and Ill tell you what I seen
[00:55.82]And Ill give you a bargain from the edge of a maniacs dream
[01:00.75]That buys a black widow spider with a riddle in his yarn
[01:04.62]Thats clinging to the furrow of a blindmans brow
[01:08.80]Ill start talking from the brim of a thimble full of whiskey
[01:14.23]On a train through the bronx that will take you just as far
[01:19.79]As the empty of a bottle to the highway of a scar
[01:24.59]That stretched across the blacktop of my cheek like that
[01:29.21]And then ducks beneath the brim of a fugitives hat
[01:33.51]And youll learn why liquor makes a stool pigeon rat on every face
[01:40.25]That ever left his shadow down on saint marks place
[01:45.37]Hell Id double cross my mother if it was whiskey that they payed
[02:02.87]And so an early bird says nightsticks on the hit parade
[02:07.24]And he ain't got a prayer and his days are numbered
[02:10.80]And youll track him down like a dog
[02:13.80]Well its a tough customer you're getting in this trade
[02:18.16]Cause the nightsticks heart pumps lemonade
[02:22.24]Well whiskey keeps a blindman talkin alright
[02:25.23]And I'm the only one who knows just where he stayed last night
[02:30.16]He was in a wreckin yard in a switchblade storm
[02:39.40]In a wheelbarrow with nothing but revenge to keep him warm
[02:44.45]And a half a million dollars in unmarked bills
[02:48.45]Was the nightsticks blanket in a febuary chill
[02:52.69]And as the buzzard drove a crooked sky
[02:55.93]He was dealin high chicago in the mud
[03:02.40]And stackin the deck against a dragnets eye
[03:09.70]A shivering nightstick in a miserable heap
[03:13.45]With the siren for a lullaby singing him to sleep
[03:20.58]He was bleeding from a buttonhole
[03:24.89]Torn by a slug fired from the barrel of a two dollar gun
[03:30.69]That scorched a blister on the grip of a punk by now
[03:39.55]Is learnin what you have to pay to be a hero anyhow
[03:46.41]He dressed the hole in his gut with a hundred dollar bandage
[03:57.90]A kings ransom for a bedspread that don't amount to nuttin
[04:03.89]Just cobweb strings on a busted ukulele
[04:08.38]And the nightstick leaned on a black shillelagh
[04:11.56]With the poison of a junkies broken promise on his lip
[04:16.43]He staggered in the shadows screaming I ain't never been afraid
[04:30.28]And he shot out every street light on the promenade
[04:35.72]Past the frozen ham and eggers at the penny arcade
[04:39.95]Throwin out handfuls of a blood stained salary
[04:44.08]They were dead in their tracks at the shootin gallery
[04:48.69]And they fired off a twenty one gun salute
[04:52.94]And from the corner of his eye he caught the alabaster orbs
[04:59.36]And from a dime a dance hall girl and stuffed a thousand dollar bill
[05:05.23]In her blouse and caught the cruel and unusual punishment of her smile
[05:12.28]And the nightstick winked beneath a rainsoaked brim
[05:16.02]Ain't no one seen hide nor hair of him see
[05:20.52]No one but a spade on rikers island and me
[05:26.01]And so if you're mad enough to listen to a full of whiskey blindman
[05:41.02]Then you're mad enough to look beyond where bloodhounds dare to go
[05:46.14]So if you want to know just where the nightsticks hidin out
[05:49.65]You be down at the ferry landin oh lets say bout half past a nightmare
[05:55.01]When its twisted on a clock you tell em nickels sentcha
[06:01.44]Whiskey always makes him talk
[06:04.75]And you ask for captain charon with the mud on his kicks
[06:09.18]Hes the skipper of the deadline steamer
[06:13.23]And she sails from the bronx across the river styx
[06:17.73]And a riddles just a ticket for a dreamer
[06:22.53]Cause when the weathervanes sleepin and the moon turns his back
[06:37.40]You crawl on your belly long the railroad tracks
[06:41.33]And cross your heart and hope to die and stick a needle in your eye
[06:47.69]Cause hed cut my bleedin heart out if he found out that I squealed
[06:51.75]Cause you see a scarecrows just a hoodlum
[06:58.43]Who marked the cards that he dealed
[07:01.05]And pulled a gypsy switch
[07:04.60]Out on the edge of potters field
[ar:Tom Waits]
[al:The Asylum Years]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:10.98]Artist：tom waits
[00:12.79]Songs Title：potter's field
[00:51.19]Well you can buy me a drink and Ill tell you what I seen
[00:55.82]And Ill give you a bargain from the edge of a maniacs dream
[01:00.75]That buys a black widow spider with a riddle in his yarn
[01:04.62]Thats clinging to the furrow of a blindmans brow
[01:08.80]Ill start talking from the brim of a thimble full of whiskey
[01:14.23]On a train through the bronx that will take you just as far
[01:19.79]As the empty of a bottle to the highway of a scar
[01:24.59]That stretched across the blacktop of my cheek like that
[01:29.21]And then ducks beneath the brim of a fugitives hat
[01:33.51]And youll learn why liquor makes a stool pigeon rat on every face
[01:40.25]That ever left his shadow down on saint marks place
[01:45.37]Hell Id double cross my mother if it was whiskey that they payed
[02:02.87]And so an early bird says nightsticks on the hit parade
[02:07.24]And he ain't got a prayer and his days are numbered
[02:10.80]And youll track him down like a dog
[02:13.80]Well its a tough customer you're getting in this trade
[02:18.16]Cause the nightsticks heart pumps lemonade
[02:22.24]Well whiskey keeps a blindman talkin alright
[02:25.23]And I'm the only one who knows just where he stayed last night
[02:30.16]He was in a wreckin yard in a switchblade storm
[02:39.40]In a wheelbarrow with nothing but revenge to keep him warm
[02:44.45]And a half a million dollars in unmarked bills
[02:48.45]Was the nightsticks blanket in a febuary chill
[02:52.69]And as the buzzard drove a crooked sky
[02:55.93]He was dealin high chicago in the mud
[03:02.40]And stackin the deck against a dragnets eye
[03:09.70]A shivering nightstick in a miserable heap
[03:13.45]With the siren for a lullaby singing him to sleep
[03:20.58]He was bleeding from a buttonhole
[03:24.89]Torn by a slug fired from the barrel of a two dollar gun
[03:30.69]That scorched a blister on the grip of a punk by now
[03:39.55]Is learnin what you have to pay to be a hero anyhow
[03:46.41]He dressed the hole in his gut with a hundred dollar bandage
[03:57.90]A kings ransom for a bedspread that don't amount to nuttin
[04:03.89]Just cobweb strings on a busted ukulele
[04:08.38]And the nightstick leaned on a black shillelagh
[04:11.56]With the poison of a junkies broken promise on his lip
[04:16.43]He staggered in the shadows screaming I ain't never been afraid
[04:30.28]And he shot out every street light on the promenade
[04:35.72]Past the frozen ham and eggers at the penny arcade
[04:39.95]Throwin out handfuls of a blood stained salary
[04:44.08]They were dead in their tracks at the shootin gallery
[04:48.69]And they fired off a twenty one gun salute
[04:52.94]And from the corner of his eye he caught the alabaster orbs
[04:59.36]And from a dime a dance hall girl and stuffed a thousand dollar bill
[05:05.23]In her blouse and caught the cruel and unusual punishment of her smile
[05:12.28]And the nightstick winked beneath a rainsoaked brim
[05:16.02]Ain't no one seen hide nor hair of him see
[05:20.52]No one but a spade on rikers island and me
[05:26.01]And so if you're mad enough to listen to a full of whiskey blindman
[05:41.02]Then you're mad enough to look beyond where bloodhounds dare to go
[05:46.14]So if you want to know just where the nightsticks hidin out
[05:49.65]You be down at the ferry landin oh lets say bout half past a nightmare
[05:55.01]When its twisted on a clock you tell em nickels sentcha
[06:01.44]Whiskey always makes him talk
[06:04.75]And you ask for captain charon with the mud on his kicks
[06:09.18]Hes the skipper of the deadline steamer
[06:13.23]And she sails from the bronx across the river styx
[06:17.73]And a riddles just a ticket for a dreamer
[06:22.53]Cause when the weathervanes sleepin and the moon turns his back
[06:37.40]You crawl on your belly long the railroad tracks
[06:41.33]And cross your heart and hope to die and stick a needle in your eye
[06:47.69]Cause hed cut my bleedin heart out if he found out that I squealed
[06:51.75]Cause you see a scarecrows just a hoodlum
[06:58.43]Who marked the cards that he dealed
[07:01.05]And pulled a gypsy switch
[07:04.60]Out on the edge of potters field
