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Tom Waits : One From The Heart
1982

  1. Is There Any Way Out Of This Dream?
  2. Picking Up After You
  3. Old Boyfriends
  4. Broken Bicycles

  5. I Beg Your Pardon
  6. Little Boy Blue
  7. You Can't Unring A Bell
  8. This One's From The Heart
  9. Take Me Home

  10. Candy Apple Red
  11. Once Upon A Town (Empty Pockets)

Is There Any Way Out Of This Dream?

I can see clearly nothing as clear I keep falling apart every year Let's take a hammer to it There's no glamour in it Is there any way out of this dream I'm as blue as I can possibly be Is there someone else out there for me Summer is dragging its feet I feel so incomplete Is there any way out of this dream

Picking Up After You

Here comes the bride And there goes the groom Looks like a hurricane Went through this room Smells like a pool hall Where's my other shoe? And I'm sick and tired of pickin' up after you Looks like you spent the night in a trench And tell me how long have you been combing your hair with a wrench? Blue roses are dead And the violets are too And I'm sick and tired of pickin' up after you Well, I've told you before I won't tell you again You don't defrost the icebox With a ball point pen This railroad apartment Is held together with glue And I'm sick and tired of pickin' up after you Because I know I been swindled I never bargained for this Once more you never cared about me Why don't you get your own place So you can live like you do And I'm sick and tired of pickin' up after you Take all your relatives and all of your shoes Believe me I'll really swing when you're gone I'll be living on chicken and wine after we're through With someone I'll pick up after you With someone I'll pick up after you With someone I'll pick up after you With someone I'll pick up after you

Old Boyfriends

Old boyfriends Lost in the pocket of your overcoat Like burned out light bulbs on a Ferris Wheel Old boyfriends You remember the kinds of cars they drove Parking in an orange grove He fell in love, you see With someone that I used to be Though I very seldom think of him Nevertheless sometimes a mannequin's Blue summer dress can make the window like a dream But now those dreams belong to someone else Now they talk and they sleep In a drawer where I keep All my old boyfriends Remember when you were burning for them? Why do you keep turning them into old boyfriends? They look you up when they're in town To see if they can still burn you down You fell in love, you see With someone that I used to be Though I very seldom think of him Nevertheless sometimes a mannequin's Blue summer dress can make the window like a dream But now those dreams belong to someone else Now they talk and they sleep In a drawer where I keep All my old boyfriends Turn up every time it rains Fall out of the pages in a magazine Old boyfriends Girls fill up the bars every spring Not places for remembering Old boyfriends All my old boyfriends Old boyfriends

Broken Bicycles

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Broken bicycles, old busted chains
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With busted handle bars, out in the rain
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Somebody must have an orphanage for
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All these things that nobody wants anymore
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September's reminding July
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It's time to be saying goodbye
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Summer is gone, our love will remain
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| Broken bicycles, don't tell my folks There's all those playing cards pinned to the spokes Laid down like skeletons out on the lawn The wheels won't turn when the other has gone The seasons can turn on a dime Somehow I forget every time For the things that you've given me will always stay Broken, but I'll never throw them away |
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I Beg Your Pardon

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I'm just a scarecrow without you
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Baby, please don't disappear
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I beg your pardon, dear I got a bottle for a trumpet And a hatbox for a drum And I beg your pardon, dear
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I got upset, I lost my head
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I didn't mean the things I said
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You are the landscape of my dreams
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Darling, I beg your pardon I'd give you Boardwalk and Park Place And all of my hotels I beg your pardon, dear Please don't go back to St. Louis Can't you tell that I'm sincere I beg your pardon, dear I got upset, I lost my head I didn't mean the things I said You are the landscape of my dreams Darling, I beg your pardon
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Little Boy Blue

Little boy blue, come blow your horn The dish ran away with the spoon Home again, home again, Saturday morn And never gets up before noon She used to render you legal and tender When you used to send her your promises, boy A dill or a dollar, unbutton your collar Come out and holler out all of your noise Little boy blue, come blow your top Cut it right down to the quick Don't sit home and cry on the fourth of July Around now you're hittin' the bricks So abracadabra, now she disappeared Everything's Canada dry So watch your behavior and rattle your cage With a bottle of bourbon, goodbye
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Little boy blue lost little Bo-Peep She fell through a hole in the nest Now ain't it peculiar that she's finally cooled your Big wheels just like all of the rest Whenever it rains the umbrellas complain They're always gettin' played for a chump So mark and strike it, she's history now And you're hangin' out at the pump 'Cause little boy blue, come blow your horn The dish ran away with the spoon Home again, home again, Saturday morn And never gets up before noon She used to render you legal and tender When you used to send her your promises, boy A dill or a dollar, unbutton your collar Come out and holler out all of your noise
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You Can't Unring A Bell

You can't unring a bell, junior It'll cost you to get out of this one, junior 'Cause he's got big plans That don't include you Take it like a man 'Cause you, you can't unring a bell, sucker You'll need an attorney for this journey, junior How's it feel? How do you like it in the slam? You're a little man in a great big town Perhaps you were a little hasty You can't take back the things you said, man 'Cause you can't unring a bell, junior Hurts, don't it? Take it like a man Get it through your head Suffer

This One's From The Heart

As you go out and honk the horn, it's Independence Day But instead I'll just pour myself a drink It's got to be love, I've never felt this way Oh baby, this one's from the heart The shadows in the wall look like a railroad track I wonder if he's ever really comin' back The moon's a yellow stain across the sky Oh baby, this one's from the heart And I'd go down to the corner and get a racin' form But I should probably wait here by the phone The brakes need adjustment on the convertible Oh baby, this one's from the heart The worm is climbin' the avocado tree Rubbin' its back against the wall Pour myself a double sympathy Oh baby, this one's from the heart Blondes, brunettes and redheads put their hammer down To pound a cold chisel through my heart But they were nothin' but apostrophes Oh baby, this one's from the heart I can't tell, is that a siren or a saxophone? But the roads get so slippery when it rains I love you more than all these words can ever say Oh baby, this one's from the heart

Take Me Home

Take me home, you silly boy Put your arms around me Take me home, you silly boy All the world's not round without you I'm so sorry that I broke your heart Please don't leave my side Take me home, you silly boy 'Cause I'm still in love with you

Candy Apple Red

I don't care if she never comes back Sing, "Candy Apple Red" I'll never fall in love again, that's for sure Sing, "Candy Apple Red" I'm gonna drink just like a son of a bitch Sing, "Candy Apple Red" And drive my car into a drainage ditch Singing, "Candy Apple Red"

Once Upon A Town (Empty Pockets)

I wish I had a dollar for Each time I took a chance All those two-bit Romeos A counterfeit romance Somehow always thinking of Each time I fell down Knowing that you fall in love Just once upon a town I slow down purple avenues March around in April shoes Weather vanes remind Of the summertimes that I've left behind Money's gone for Auld Lang Syne I spent on Eastern Standard Time What happened to my role? September fell right through the hole And all I've got is empty pockets now Oh, why does August try so hard To hoist me on my own petard I've learned one thing from losing her That an ounce of preventions with a pound of cure The shadows fall, I cannot thread The tenor of the things of you said What is left is flesh and bone The lights are on, but no one's home All I've got is empty pockets now I spill myself another drink I count the whiskers in the sink The orchestra is blind But I've never been the worrying kind Subsequently and furthermore I'll sleep right here on the draining board I will never be paroled I like to drink 'em while they're cold All I've got is empty pockets now So in this fifteen storey domino Alone is where I've been And I know I said I swore I'd never fall in love again I guess I still believe a smile Is just a frown turned upside down The story of our love begins With once upon a town