Small Change-Tom Waits
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[00:20.53]Artist：tom waits
[00:22.78]Songs Title：small change
[00:43.52]Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight
[00:54.95]And nobody flinched down by the arcade
[00:59.44]And the marquees weren't weeping they went stark-raving mad
[01:04.24]And the cabbies were the only ones that really had it made
[01:08.80]And his cold trousers were twisted and the sirens high and shrill
[01:14.82]And crumpled in his fist was a five-dollar bill
[01:18.68]And the naked mannequins with their Cheshire grins
[01:23.49]And the raconteurs and roustabouts said 'Buddy come on in 'cause
[01:29.00]'Cause the dreams ain't broken down here now they're walking with a limp
[01:34.67]Now that Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight'
[01:40.35]And nobody flinched down by the arcade
[01:44.91]And the burglar alarm's been disconnected
[01:47.71]And the newsmen start to rattle
[01:50.65]And the cops are telling jokes about some *****house in Seattle
[01:57.01]And the fire hydrants plead the Fifth Amendment
[02:00.25]And the furniture is bargains galore
[02:03.06]But the blood is by the jukebox on an old linoleum floor
[02:09.24]And what a hot rain on Forty-Second Street
[02:12.73]And now the umbrellas ain't got a chance
[02:15.67]And the newsboy's a lunatic with stains on his pants 'cause
[02:20.34]'Cause Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight
[02:26.93]And no one's gone over to close his eyes
[02:29.73]And there's a racing form in his pocket
[02:32.85]Circled 'Blue Boots' in the third
[02:36.23]And the cashier at the clothing store didn't say a word
[02:41.65]As the siren tears the night in half and someone lost his wallet
[02:46.89]Well a surveillance of assailance it that's what you want to call it
[02:53.15]And the ****** hike up their skirts and fish for **-store prophylactics
[02:59.33]With their mouths cut just like razor blades and their eyes are like stilettos
[03:05.39]And her radiator's steaming and her teeth are in a wreck and nah
[03:09.89]She won't let you kiss her but what the hell do you expect
[03:13.63]And the Gypsies are tragic and if you want to buy perfume
[03:17.97]Well they'll bark you down like carneys sell you Christmas cards in June but
[03:24.27]But Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight
[03:30.51]And his headstone's a gumball machine
[03:33.38]No more chewing gum or baseball cards or overcoats or dreams
[03:39.24]Someone's hosing down the sidewalk and he's only in his teens 'cause
[03:45.73]'Cause Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight
[03:51.60]And a fistful of dollars can't change that
[03:55.09]And someone copped his watch fob and someone got his ring
[04:00.09]And the newsboy got his porkpie Stetson hat
[04:03.70]And the tuberculosis old men at the Nelson wheeze and cough
[04:10.80]And someone will head south until this whole thing cools off 'cause
[04:17.35]'Cause Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight yeah
[04:23.65]Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight
[ar:Tom Waits]
[al:The Asylum Years]
[by:]
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[00:20.53]Artist：tom waits
[00:22.78]Songs Title：small change
[00:43.52]Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight
[00:54.95]And nobody flinched down by the arcade
[00:59.44]And the marquees weren't weeping they went stark-raving mad
[01:04.24]And the cabbies were the only ones that really had it made
[01:08.80]And his cold trousers were twisted and the sirens high and shrill
[01:14.82]And crumpled in his fist was a five-dollar bill
[01:18.68]And the naked mannequins with their Cheshire grins
[01:23.49]And the raconteurs and roustabouts said 'Buddy come on in 'cause
[01:29.00]'Cause the dreams ain't broken down here now they're walking with a limp
[01:34.67]Now that Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight'
[01:40.35]And nobody flinched down by the arcade
[01:44.91]And the burglar alarm's been disconnected
[01:47.71]And the newsmen start to rattle
[01:50.65]And the cops are telling jokes about some *****house in Seattle
[01:57.01]And the fire hydrants plead the Fifth Amendment
[02:00.25]And the furniture is bargains galore
[02:03.06]But the blood is by the jukebox on an old linoleum floor
[02:09.24]And what a hot rain on Forty-Second Street
[02:12.73]And now the umbrellas ain't got a chance
[02:15.67]And the newsboy's a lunatic with stains on his pants 'cause
[02:20.34]'Cause Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight
[02:26.93]And no one's gone over to close his eyes
[02:29.73]And there's a racing form in his pocket
[02:32.85]Circled 'Blue Boots' in the third
[02:36.23]And the cashier at the clothing store didn't say a word
[02:41.65]As the siren tears the night in half and someone lost his wallet
[02:46.89]Well a surveillance of assailance it that's what you want to call it
[02:53.15]And the ****** hike up their skirts and fish for **-store prophylactics
[02:59.33]With their mouths cut just like razor blades and their eyes are like stilettos
[03:05.39]And her radiator's steaming and her teeth are in a wreck and nah
[03:09.89]She won't let you kiss her but what the hell do you expect
[03:13.63]And the Gypsies are tragic and if you want to buy perfume
[03:17.97]Well they'll bark you down like carneys sell you Christmas cards in June but
[03:24.27]But Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight
[03:30.51]And his headstone's a gumball machine
[03:33.38]No more chewing gum or baseball cards or overcoats or dreams
[03:39.24]Someone's hosing down the sidewalk and he's only in his teens 'cause
[03:45.73]'Cause Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight
[03:51.60]And a fistful of dollars can't change that
[03:55.09]And someone copped his watch fob and someone got his ring
[04:00.09]And the newsboy got his porkpie Stetson hat
[04:03.70]And the tuberculosis old men at the Nelson wheeze and cough
[04:10.80]And someone will head south until this whole thing cools off 'cause
[04:17.35]'Cause Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight yeah
[04:23.65]Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight
