Tom Waits - In The Neighborhood - text písně

Well the eggs chase the bacon round the fryin` pan and the whinin` dog pidgeons by the steeple bell rope and the dogs tipped the garbage pails over last night and there`s always construction work bothering you. In the neighborhood In the neighborhood In the neighborhood Friday`s a funeral and saturday`s a bride Sey`s got a pistol on the register side and the goddamn delivery trucks, they made too much noise and we don`t get our butter delivered no more 3x In the ... Well Big Mambo`s kicking his old grey hound and the kids can`t get their ice cream `cause the market burned down and the newspaper sleeping bags blow down the lane and that goddam flatbed`s got me pinned in again. 3x In the... There`s couple Filipino girls gigglin` by the church and the window is busted and the landlord ain`t home and Butch joined the army yea, that`s where he`s been and the jackhammer`s diggin` up the sidewalks again. 3x In the...

Přidal: Ondra dne 22. 01. 2009 v 12:14.
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