Tom Waits Spare Parts I (A Nocturnal Emission) Lyrics

Well the dawn cracked hard just like a bull whip
Cause it wasn't takin' no lip from the night before
And it shook out the street as the stew b__s showed up
Just like bounced checks, rubbin' their necks
And the sky turned the color of Pepto-Bismol
Yeah and the parking lots growled
My old sports coat full of promissory notes
And a receipt from a late night motel
The hawk had his whole family out there in the wind
And he got a message for you to beware
Kicking your a__ in, in a cold blooded fashion
Dishing out more than a good man can bear

And I got shoes untied, my shirt tail's out
Ain't got a ghost of a chance with this old romance
Just an apartment for rent down the block
Ivar Theater with live burlesque
Man, the manager's scowlin' with his feet on his desk
Boom boom against the curtain, you're still hurtin'
And then push came to shove and shove came to biff
Girls like that just lay you out stiff
Maybe I'll go to Cleveland or, you know, get me a tattoo or something
My brother-in-law lives there

And it's a skid mark tattoo on the asphalt blue
Was that a Malibu?
Yeah, Liz Taylor and Montgomery Clift
coming on to the broads with the same ol' riff, yeah
'Hey baby, why don't you come up to my place
We'll listen to some smooth music on the stereo'
'No thank you', she said
'Got any Stan Getz records?'
'No man, I got eh Smothers Brothers'

So I combed back my Detroit, Jacked up my pegs
I wiped my Stacy Adams and I jacknifed my legs
Yeah I got designs on a moving violation
Yeah baby, you put me on hold and I'm out in the wind
And it's getting mighty cold
It's colder than a gut shot b____ wolf dog
With 9 sucking pups pulling a number 4 trap up a hill
In the dead of winter in the middle of a snowstorm
With a mouth full of porcupine quills

(scat)

Well I don't need you baby, you see it's a well known fact, you know
I'm 4 sheets to the wind, I'm glad you're gone
I'm glad you're gone cause I'm finally alone
Glad you're gone, but I wish you'd come home, yeah
And I struggled out of bed
Cause the dawn was crackin' hard just like a bullwhip
And it wasn't takin' no lip from the night before
As it shook out the streets
The stew b__s showed up just like bounced checks
Rubbin' their necks and the sky turned the color of Pepto-Bismol
And my old sports coat full of promissory notes
And the hawk had his whole family out there in the wind
He got a message for you to beware
Kickin' your a__ in, in a cold blooded fashion
He be dishing out more than a good man can bear
Well let's take it to Bakersfield get a little apartment somewhere