Текст (слова) песни: Tom Waits - Small Change

Small change got rained on with his own thirty-eight,

And nobody flinched down by the arcade

And the marquees werent weeping, they went stark-raving mad,

And the cabbies were the only ones that really had it made

And his cold trousers were twisted, and the sirens high and shrill,

And crumpled in his fist was a five-dollar bill

And the naked mannequins with their cheshire grins,

And the raconteurs and roustabouts said buddy, come on in, cause

cause the dreams aint broken down here now, theyre walking with a limp

Now that small change got rained on with his own thirty-eight

And nobody flinched down by the arcade

And the burglar alarms been disconnected,

And the newsmen start to rattle

And the cops are telling jokes about some whorehouse in seattle

And the fire hydrants plead the fifth amendment

And the furniture is bargains galore

But the blood is by the jukebox on an old linoleum floor

And what a hot rain on forty-second street,

And now the umbrellas aint got a chance

And the newsboys a lunatic with stains on his pants, cause

cause small change got rained on with his own thirty-eight

And no ones gone over to close his eyes

And theres a racing form in his pocket,

Circled blue boots in the third

And the cashier at the clothing store didnt say a word

As the siren tears the night in half, and someone lost his wallet

Well, a surveillance of assailance, it thats what you want to call it

And the whores hike up their skirts and fish for drug-store prophylactics

With their mouths cut just like razor blades and their eyes are like stilettos

And her radiators steaming and her teeth are in a wreck, and nah,

She wont let you kiss her, but what the hell do you expect?

And the gypsies are tragic and if you want to buy perfume,

Well, theyll bark you down like carneys, sell you christmas cards in june, but

But small change got rained on with his own thirty-eight

And his headstones a gumball machine,

No more chewing gum or baseball cards or overcoats or dreams

Someones hosing down the sidewalk, and hes only in his teens, cause

cause small change got rained on with his own thirty-eight

And a fistful of dollars cant change that,

And someone copped his watch fob, and someone got his ring

And the newsboy got his porkpie stetson hat

And the tuberculosis old men at the nelson wheeze and cough

And someone will head south until this whole thing cools off, cause

cause small change got rained on with his own thirty-eight, yeah,

Small change got rained on with his own thirty-eight

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Tom Waits - Small Change Small change got rained on with his own thirty-eight, And nobody flinched down by the arcade And the marquees werent weeping, they went stark-raving mad, And the cabbies were the only ones that really had it made And his cold trousers were twisted, and the sirens high and shrill, And crumpled in his fist was a five-dollar bill And the naked mannequins with their cheshire grins, And the raconteurs and roustabouts said buddy, come on in, cause cause the dreams aint broken down here now, theyre walking with a limp Now that small change got rained on with his own thirty-eight And nobody flinched down by the arcade And the burglar alarms been disconnected, And the newsmen start to rattle And the cops are telling jokes about some whorehouse in seattle And the fire hydrants plead the fifth amendment And the furniture is bargains galore But the blood is by the jukebox on an old linoleum floor And what a hot rain on forty-second street, And now the umbrellas aint got a chance And the newsboys a lunatic with stains on his pants, cause cause small change got rained on with his own thirty-eight And no ones gone over to close his eyes And theres a racing form in his pocket, Circled blue boots in the third And the cashier at the clothing store didnt say a word As the siren tears the night in half, and someone lost his wallet Well, a surveillance of assailance, it thats what you want to call it And the whores hike up their skirts and fish for drug-store prophylactics With their mouths cut just like razor blades and their eyes are like stilettos And her radiators steaming and her teeth are in a wreck, and nah, She wont let you kiss her, but what the hell do you expect? And the gypsies are tragic and if you want to buy perfume, Well, theyll bark you down like carneys, sell you christmas cards in june, but But small change got rained on with his own thirty-eight And his headstones a gumball machine, No more chewing gum or baseball cards or overcoats or dreams Someones hosing down the sidewalk, and hes only in his teens, cause cause small change got rained on with his own thirty-eight And a fistful of dollars cant change that, And someone copped his watch fob, and someone got his ring And the newsboy got his porkpie stetson hat And the tuberculosis old men at the nelson wheeze and cough And someone will head south until this whole thing cools off, cause cause small change got rained on with his own thirty-eight, yeah, Small change got rained on with his own thirty-eight Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Small Change: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/119/1/777.html Все тексты песен: Tom Waits » Tom Waits - Black Market Baby » Tom Waits - A Sight for Sore Eyes » Tom Waits - Take It With Me » Tom Waits - Blue Valentines » Tom Waits - Filipino Box Spring Hog » Tom Waits - I Hope That I Dont Fall in Love With You » Tom Waits - Gospel Train » Tom Waits - Anywhere I Lay My Head » Tom Waits - Kentucky Anvenue » Tom Waits - Goin Out West » Tom Waits - When You Aint Got Nobody » Tom Waits - Drunk On The Moon » Tom Waits - The Briar And The Rose » Tom Waits - Ruby`s Arms » Tom Waits - Downtown » Tom Waits - Innocent When You Dream » Tom Waits - (Looking For) The Heart of Saturday Nigh » Tom Waits - Lucky Day Overture » Tom Waits - Taint No Sin » Tom Waits - Blue Valentine Рекомендуем скачать: » Юрий Белов, Михаил Левин - Бразильский сериал » Юрий Вайханский - Вхожу я в темные храмы... » Юрий Устинов - Ветер волны листает, листает... » Юрий Визбор - Работа » Юрий Розов - Снег февральский, задумчиво рея... » Юрий Гарин, Дмитрий Сухарев - Самолетик » Юрий Кукин - Осенняя композиция » Юрий Левитанский, Юрий Вайханский - Время бесстрашный художник... » Юлий Ким - Краткий исторический обзор » Юрий Устинов - В обнимку со Смертью и Жизнь и Любовь... » Юлий Ким - Люблю свою бандуру за этакий настрой... » Юлия Каденко - Этот город, который и прежде меня не любил... » Юлия Поливанова - Переродиться. Вырваться наружу... » Юрий Визбор - Тропа альпинистов » Юрий Бендюков - Шагает юность (Строителям Красноярской ГЭС) » Юрий Харченко - Что ты, мама, все прошло... » Ю.Началова - Я не твоя » Юлий Ким - Прощальная песня » Юлий Ким - Веселые лентяи » Юрий Нестеренко - Государство серых крыс, размножающихся в норах...
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