Song | Mr. Siegal |
Artist | Tom Waits |
Album | Heartattack And Vine |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Waits | |
i spent all my money in a mexican whorehouse, across the street from a | |
catholic church, and then i wiped off my revolver, and i buttoned up my | |
burgundy shirt, | |
i shot the morning in the back, with my red wings on, i told | |
the sun he'd better go back down, and if i can find a book of matches, i'm | |
goin' to burn this hotel down. | |
you got to tell me brave captain, why are the wicked so strong, how do the | |
angels get to sleep, when the devil leaves the porchlight on. | |
well i dropped thirty grand on the nugget slots, i had to sell my ass on | |
fremont street, and the drummer said there's sanctuary, over at the bagdad | |
room, | |
and now it's one for the money, two for the show, three to get ready, | |
and go man go, i said tell me mr. siegel, how do i get out of here. | |
well willard's knocked out on a bottle of heat, drivin' dangerous curves | |
across the dirty sheets, he said man you ought to see her, when her parents | |
are gone, man you ought to hear her when the siren's on. | |
you got to tell me brave captain, why are the wicked so strong, how do the | |
angels get to sleep, when the devil leaves the porchlight on. | |
don't you know that ain't no broken bottle, that i picked up in my | |
headlights, on the other side of the nevada line, where they live hard die | |
young, and have a good lookin' corpse every time, | |
well you know the pit-boss said i | |
should keep movin', this is where you go when you die, and so i shot a black | |
beauty, and i kissed her right between the eyes. | |
well willard's knocked out on a bottle of heat, drivin' dangerous curves | |
across the dirty sheets, he said when the bitch is wound up, and her parents | |
are gone, man you ought to hear her with the siren on. | |
you got to tell me brave captain, why are the wicked so strong, how do the | |
angels get to sleep, when the devil leaves the porchlight on. |
zuo ci : Waits | |
i spent all my money in a mexican whorehouse, across the street from a | |
catholic church, and then i wiped off my revolver, and i buttoned up my | |
burgundy shirt, | |
i shot the morning in the back, with my red wings on, i told | |
the sun he' d better go back down, and if i can find a book of matches, i' m | |
goin' to burn this hotel down. | |
you got to tell me brave captain, why are the wicked so strong, how do the | |
angels get to sleep, when the devil leaves the porchlight on. | |
well i dropped thirty grand on the nugget slots, i had to sell my ass on | |
fremont street, and the drummer said there' s sanctuary, over at the bagdad | |
room, | |
and now it' s one for the money, two for the show, three to get ready, | |
and go man go, i said tell me mr. siegel, how do i get out of here. | |
well willard' s knocked out on a bottle of heat, drivin' dangerous curves | |
across the dirty sheets, he said man you ought to see her, when her parents | |
are gone, man you ought to hear her when the siren' s on. | |
you got to tell me brave captain, why are the wicked so strong, how do the | |
angels get to sleep, when the devil leaves the porchlight on. | |
don' t you know that ain' t no broken bottle, that i picked up in my | |
headlights, on the other side of the nevada line, where they live hard die | |
young, and have a good lookin' corpse every time, | |
well you know the pitboss said i | |
should keep movin', this is where you go when you die, and so i shot a black | |
beauty, and i kissed her right between the eyes. | |
well willard' s knocked out on a bottle of heat, drivin' dangerous curves | |
across the dirty sheets, he said when the bitch is wound up, and her parents | |
are gone, man you ought to hear her with the siren on. | |
you got to tell me brave captain, why are the wicked so strong, how do the | |
angels get to sleep, when the devil leaves the porchlight on. |
zuò cí : Waits | |
i spent all my money in a mexican whorehouse, across the street from a | |
catholic church, and then i wiped off my revolver, and i buttoned up my | |
burgundy shirt, | |
i shot the morning in the back, with my red wings on, i told | |
the sun he' d better go back down, and if i can find a book of matches, i' m | |
goin' to burn this hotel down. | |
you got to tell me brave captain, why are the wicked so strong, how do the | |
angels get to sleep, when the devil leaves the porchlight on. | |
well i dropped thirty grand on the nugget slots, i had to sell my ass on | |
fremont street, and the drummer said there' s sanctuary, over at the bagdad | |
room, | |
and now it' s one for the money, two for the show, three to get ready, | |
and go man go, i said tell me mr. siegel, how do i get out of here. | |
well willard' s knocked out on a bottle of heat, drivin' dangerous curves | |
across the dirty sheets, he said man you ought to see her, when her parents | |
are gone, man you ought to hear her when the siren' s on. | |
you got to tell me brave captain, why are the wicked so strong, how do the | |
angels get to sleep, when the devil leaves the porchlight on. | |
don' t you know that ain' t no broken bottle, that i picked up in my | |
headlights, on the other side of the nevada line, where they live hard die | |
young, and have a good lookin' corpse every time, | |
well you know the pitboss said i | |
should keep movin', this is where you go when you die, and so i shot a black | |
beauty, and i kissed her right between the eyes. | |
well willard' s knocked out on a bottle of heat, drivin' dangerous curves | |
across the dirty sheets, he said when the bitch is wound up, and her parents | |
are gone, man you ought to hear her with the siren on. | |
you got to tell me brave captain, why are the wicked so strong, how do the | |
angels get to sleep, when the devil leaves the porchlight on. |