Mr. Siegal Lyrics
| Song | Mr. Siegal |
| Artist | Tom Waits |
| Album | Used Songs (1973-1980) |
| 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 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 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 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. |
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