And you'll be robbed of 20 dollars; your body found stripped, cast into a harbor to drown. Tom Waits. Call me weird, but I can't tell if he'd make a better husband or a better grandpa. Behind a smoke colored Curtain, the girl Disappeared, the found out The ring was a fake A tree born crooked Will never grow straight She sunk like a hammer in to the lake A long lost letter and And old leaky boat Promises are never meant To keep And I want to know The same thing Everyone wants to know How it going to end?
The barn leaned over The vultures dried their wings The moon climbed up an empty sky The sun sank down behind the tree On the hill There's a killer and he's coming Thru the rye But maybe he's the Father Of that lost little girl It's hard to tell in this light And I want to know The same thing Everyone wants to know How it going to end?
Drag your wagon and your plow Over the bones of the dead Out among the roses and the weeds You can never go back And the answer is no And wishing for it only Makes it bleed Joel Tornabene was broken On the wheel Shane and Bum Mahoney on the lamb The grain was as gold As Sheila's hair All the way from Liverpool With all we could steal He was robbed of twenty dollars His body found stripped Cast into the harbour There and drowned And I want to know The same thing Everyone wants to know How it going to end?
THe sirens are snaking their Way up the hill It's last call somewhere in The wordl The reptiles blend in with the Color of the street Life is sweet at the edge Of a razor And down in the front row of An old picture show The old man is asleep As the credits start to roll And I want to know The same thing Everyone wants to know How it going to end?
Guys, seriously, vote this comment up! This saves a lot of people a lot of time. Thank you by the way. But it's only this song and Walk Away that paint the same cyclical structure. On the lam.
Not lamb. Look it up, you'll see this correct. Purely a grammatical fix. Thank you for posting the lyrics. I love you your music as a brother. But this is something I can't stand Are you alive? But it's fun. My brother said the same thing when I proudly played this. It's his voice and lyrics which make it coooollll Good to know that you indeed do like this one.
Sounds like Tom likes it, too, cuz the words are fckn great and his voice - well it is classic Waits, isn't it? Haha that's strange I'm thinking this is the song to fully enjoy when you're really, really drunk, mind you I'm not drunk, hate being drunk and love this song but it really feels like a lonely drinking song. Feels like the downright invasiveness of human curiosity. Despite the ugliness of what the the observed is going through, it's like we are watching maniacally for our own satisfaction.
Like he's telling us a few stories of other people's sorrows or misfortune and we just wanna know what happens, how's it gonna end.
We watch because we like when things end messy. Not because we seek resolution, if that makes sense. We just like watching conflict for entertainment. Tom Waits must have smoked more than Keith Richards. But he sounds amazing. This is a great tune, if you don't like Tom Waits what the F are you doing here commenting, and Maleshk, obviously you are a transgender twit, you think you are a special little snowflake and you aren't.
One of his best songs - extremely underrated. His voice is the dominant and dramatic element, weaving various vignettes of life into surrealistic mosaics comprised of dysfunction, grief, abandonment, revenge, and, ultimately, the inexplicable question results Who really knows? No one does, really I'm really surprised that no one has made the connection that him saying that he and everyone else wants to know the same thing; "how's it going to end?
Just realized this song was narrating someone's experience watching a film. And down in the first row of. An old picture show. The old man is asleep. As the credits start to roll. The hill is in San Francisco, where the poet was friends with Thom Gunn. Out by the park where Jimmy the Lush has a pint in him and red-tailed hawks wheel together above , the reptiles blend in with the colour of the street. They have to, to hide from the hawks.
Life is sweet at the edge of a razor. Waits was born in Pomona, California, 67 years ago. Three days later, in Jersey City, Kleinzahler followed him into the world. The credits are starting to roll. And I want to know. The same thing. Everyone wants to know. How it going to end? From his desk at home in upper Manhattan he can see the Palisades — but not what's behind them.
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