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      Potter's Field

      Tom Waits

      Album: Foreign Affairs

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      Tom Waits - Potter's Field Música y Letra

      Well you can buy me a drink and i'll tell you what i seen
      And i'll give you a bargain from the edge of a maniac's dream
      That buys a black widow spider with a riddle in his yarn
      That's clinging to the furrow of a blindman's brow
      I'll start talking from the brim of a thimble full of whiskey
      On a train through the bronx that will take you just as far
      As the empty of a bottle to the highway of a scar
      That stretched across the blacktop of my cheek like that
      And then ducks beneath the brim of a fugitive's hat
      And you'll learn why liquor makes a stool pigeon rat on every face
      That ever left his shadow down on saint marks place
      
      Hell i'd double cross my mother if it was whiskey that they payed
      And so an early bird says nightsticks on the hit parade
      And he ain't got a prayer and his days are numbered
      And you'll track him down like a dog
      Well it's a tough customer you're getting in this trade
      Cause the nightstick's heart pumps lemonade
      Well whiskey keeps a blindman talkin alright
      And i'm the only one who knows just where he stayed last night
      
      He was in a wreckin yard in a switchblade storm
      In a wheelbarrow with nothing but revenge to keep him warm
      And a half a million dollars in unmarked bills
      Was the nightstick's blanket in a febuary chill
      And as the buzzard drove a crooked sky
      He was dealin high chicago in the mud
      And stackin' the deck against a dragnet's eye
      A shivering nightstick in a miserable heap
      With the siren for a lullaby singing him to sleep
      He was bleeding from a buttonhole
      Torn by a slug fired from the barrel of a two dollar gun
      That scorched a blister on the grip of a punk by now
      Is learnin what you have to pay to be a hero anyhow
      
      He dressed the hole in his gut with a hundred dollar bandage
      A king's ransom for a bedspread that don't amount to nuttin
      Just cobweb strings on a busted ukulele
      And the nightstick leaned on a black shillelagh
      With the poison of a junkie's broken promise on his lip
      
      He staggered in the shadows screaming i ain't never been afraid
      And he shot out every street light on the promenade
      Past the frozen ham and eggers at the penny arcade
      Throwin out handfuls of a blood stained salary
      They were dead in their tracks at the shootin gallery
      And they fired off a twenty one gun salute
      And from the corner of his eye he caught the alabaster orbs
      And from a dime a dance hall girl and stuffed a thousand dollar bill
      In her blouse and caught the cruel and unusual punishment of her smile
      And the nightstick winked beneath a rainsoaked brim
      Ain't no one seen hide nor hair of him see
      No one but a spade on rikers island and me
      And so if you're mad enough to listen to a full of whiskey blindman
      Then you're mad enough to look beyond where bloodhounds dare to go
      So if you want to know just where the nightstick's hidin out
      You be down at the ferry landin oh let's say bout half past a nightmare
      When it's twisted on a clock you tell 'em nickels sentcha
      Whiskey always makes him talk
      And you ask for captain charon with the mud on his kicks
      He's the skipper of the deadline steamer
      And she sails from the bronx across the river styx
      And a riddle's just a ticket for a dreamer
      
      Cause when the weathervane's sleepin and the moon turns his back
      You crawl on your belly long the railroad tracks
      And cross your heart and hope to die and stick a needle in your eye
      Cause he'd cut my bleedin heart out if he found out that i squealed
      Cause you see a scarecrow's just a hoodlum
      Who marked the cards that he dealed
      And pulled a gypsy switch
      Out on the edge of potter's field

      Tom Waits - Potter's Field Música y Letra

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