《 Tom Waits - Drunk On The Moon (05:08) 》

《 Tom Waits - Drunk On The Moon (05:08) 》

Tight-slacked clad girls on the graveyard shift

Neath the cement stroll

Catch the midnight drift

Cigar chewing Charlie

In the newspaperness

Grifting hot-horse tips

On who's running the best

[Chorus]

And I'm blinded by the neon

Don't try and change my tune

Cause I thought I heard a saxophone

I'm drunk on the moon

And the moon's a silver slipper

It's pouring champagne stars

Broadway's like a serpent

Pulling shiny top-down cars

Laramer is teeming

With that undulating beat

And some Bonneville is screaming

It's way wilder down the street

[Chorus]

Hearts flutter and race

The moon's on the wane

Tarts mutter their dream hopes

The night will ordain

Come schemers and dancers

Cherry delight

As a Cleveland-bound Greyhound

And it cuts through the night

And I've hawked all my yesterdays

Don't try and change my tune

'Cause I thought I heard a saxophone

I'm drunk on the moon

Songwriters

TOM WAITS

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