- Votes:
- Composer:
- Tom Waits
 
- Tags:
- alternative
- experimental
- singer songwriter
- spoken word
- tom waits
 
- See also:
Tom Waits - Circus lyrics
We put up our tent on a dark 
green knoll, outside of town by 
the train tracks and a seagull dump 
Topping the bill was Horse Face Ethel 
and her 'Marvellous Pigs In Satin' 
We pounded our stakes in the ground 
All powder brown 
And the branches spread like scary 
fingers reaching 
We were in a pasture outside Kankakee 
And One Eyed Myra, the queen of 
the galley who trained the 
ostrich and the camels 
She looked at me squinty with her 
one good eye in a Roy Orbison 
T-shirt as she bottle fed 
an orangutan named Tripod 
And then there was 
Yodeling Elaine the 
queen of the air who wore a 
dollar sign medallion and she 
had a tiny bubble of spittle 
around her nostril and a 
little rusty tear, for she had 
lassoed and lost another 
tipsy sailor 
And over in 
the burnt yellow tent 
by the frozen tractor, the 
music was like electric sugar 
And Zuzu Bolin played 
'Stavin' Chain' and Mighty 
Tiny on the saw and he 
threw his head back with a Tom Waits - Circus - http://motolyrics.com/tom-waits/circus-lyrics.html
mouth full of gold teeth 
And they played 'Lopsided heart' 
And 'Moon over Dog Street' 
And by the time they played 'Moanin Low' 
I was soakin' wet and wild eyed 
And Doctor Bliss slipped me a 
preparation and I fell asleep with 
'Livery Stable Blues' in my ear 
And me and Molley Hoey drank 
Pruno and Koolaid and she had a 
tattoo gun made out of a cassette 
motor and a guitar string and 
she soaked a hanky in 3 Roses 
and rubbed it on the spot 
and drew a rickety heart and 
a bent arrow and it hurt like hell 
And Funeral Wells spun 
Poodle Murphy on the target 
as he threw his hardware, 
Only once in Sheboygan did he miss 
at a matinee on Diamond Pier and 
she'd never let him forget it 
They were doing two shows and she 
had a high fever and he took 
off a piece of her ear and 
Tip Little told her she should 
leave the bum 
but Poodle said, "He fetched me 
last time I run." 
But I'd like to hammer this ring into a bullet 
And I wish I had some whiskey and a gun 
my dear 
And I wish I had some whiskey and a gun 
my dear













