for the broken glass, put your shoes and socks On and come along with me Lets follow that fire track I think your house is burnin down The go down to
(Tom Waits and Kathleen Brennan) Well, ring the bell backwards and bury the axe Fall down on your knees in the dirt I'm tied to the mast between water
(Tom Waits/K. Brennan) When I'm lyin' in my bed at night I don't wanna grow up Nothin' ever seems to turn out right I don't wanna grow up How do you
: He had a way with that chicken . . . Phyllis: He . . . look at the way he handles that chicken, he had a way . . . look at the way he holds it, and
(Tom Waits) Outside another yellow moon has punched a hole in the night time mist I climb through the window and down to the street I'm shining like
: (Tom Waits and Kathleen Brennan) Well, ring the bell backwards and bury the axe Fall down on your knees in the dirt I'm tied to the mast between water
: (Tom Waits/K. Brennan) When I'm lyin' in my bed at night I don't wanna grow up Nothin' ever seems to turn out right I don't wanna grow up How do you
: (Tom Waits) Outside another yellow moon has punched a hole in the night time mist I climb through the window and down to the street I'm shining like