Bryan Ferry Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues Lyrics

Intro:
When you're lost in the rain, in Juarez,
and it's Eastertime too
When your gravity fails,
and negativity don't pull you through
Don't put on any airs
when you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue
They got some hungry women there
and they really make a mess out of you

Now if you see Saint Annie,
please tell her thanks a lot
I cannot move my fingers,
they are all in a knot
I don't have the strength to get up
and take another shot
And my best friend, my doctor,
won't even tell me what I've got

Sweet Melinda,
the peasants call her the goddess of gloom
She speaks good English,
and she take you up to her room
And you're so kind and careful
not to go to her too soon
And she takes your voice,
and leaves you howling at the moon

[HARMONICA]

I started out on Burgundy,
but soon hit the harder stuff
Everybody said they'd stand behind me
when the game got rough
But the joke was one me,
there was nobody to call my bluff
I'm going back to New York City,
I think I've had enough

[HARMONICA]

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