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Big time (: .) --------------------------------------------------------------- © Copyright Tom Waits © Copyright , Email: Ignatoff@bigfoot.com mailto:Ignatoff@bigfoot.com Date: 16 Dec 1998 Waitsa. -. 厒 . --------------------------------------------------------------- TOM WAITS . . : , 1969 .., . : ignatoff@bigfoot.com BIG TIME (video)  * Act 1 *  Frank's wild years (For Frankie Z.) 䐝 ( 䐝 ) This is story about guy named Frank O'Bryan 풎 - 䐀 ' Well Frank settled down in the Valley , , 䐝 and hung his wild years on a nail that he drove through , his wife's forehead he sold used office furniture out there on San Fernando Road - ဍ-䅐- and assumed a $30,000 loan 30,000$ at 15 1/4 % and put down payment 15 1/4% on a little two bedroom place well, his wife, I don't know, she was a dog, she was a baby, --, , , , , she was a killer, she was a spent piece of used jet trash , made good bloody marys kept her mouth shut most of the time had a little Chihuahua named Carlos 爕 OK, I love dogs, let it be know, I love dogs! ! , ! The dog. IS A DOG! ᎁ, ! that had some kind of skin disease - , I don't know that it was, they try everything, , , and was totally blind. They had a . thoroughly modern kitchen self-cleaning oven (the whole bit) ( ) Frank drove a little sedan 䐝 they were so happy . One night Frank was on his way home 䐝 from work, stopped at the liquor store, , , picked up a couple Mickey's Big Mouths Mickey's Big Mouths drank 'em in the car on his way to the Shell station, he got a gallon of Shell, gas in a can, drove home, doused everything in the house, torched it, , , parked across the street, laughing, watching it burn, all Halloween , 克 orange and chimney red then , Frank put on a top forty station 䐝 - got on the Hollywood Freeway ␀ headed north Never could stand that dog Shore Leave ゎ  Well with buck shot eyes and a purple heart , I rolled down the national stroll ኀ and with a big fat paycheck ᎋ strapped to my hip sack and a shore leave wristwatch underneath my sleeve in a Hong Kong drizzle on Cuban heels I rowed down the gutter to the Blood Bank and I'd left all my papers on the Ticonderoga ∊ and was in a bad need of a shave and so I slopped at the corner on cold chow mein   - and shot billards with a midget until the rain stopped and I bought a long sleeved shirt with horses on the front and some gum and a lighter and a knife , and a new deck of cards (with girls on the back) ( ) and I sat down and wrote a letter to my wife and I said Baby, I'm so far away from home ", and I miss my Baby so I can't make it by myself I love you so " Well I was pacing myself , , , trying to make it all last , squeezing all the life out of a lousy two day pass and I had a cold one at the Dragon with some Filipino floor show - 䈋 and talked baseball with a lieutenant over a Singapore sling and I wondered how the same moon outside over this Chinatown fair 瀉- could look down on Illinois and find you there and you know I love you Baby " , , , and I'm so far away from home and I miss my Baby so I can't make it by myself I love you so " Shore Leave... ゎ Shore Leave... ゎ Way Down In The Hole -  ``Well, I feel we should move right into "璎 , , the religious material.'' . " When you walk through the garden, , You've gotta watch your back. - Well, I beg you're pardon; Walk the straight and narrow track. When you walk with Jesus, , He's gonna save your soul. You've got to keep the Devil; Well, you've got to keep him , down in the hole. He's got the fire, people, , ! he's got the fury at his command. . Oh, you don't have to worry , Hold on to, hold on to... Jesus hand , ... we'll all be safe from Satan ဒ when the thunder, , when the thunder starts to roll. . We've got to keep the devil, keep him on down down in the hole. That red horned, lousy, low life, underneath our boots.. 풀 , , , , . Praise the Lord. ! I don't know what it is. , . Two dollar - that demonmiester - -. Three dollar - that prince devil ␈ - . Just see if you can come up with a figure   , that matches your faith He said, how much has Jesus done for you? , ? And we got to go in, with our hydrolic system, , , and blast him out. . People, can I get an amen? , ? All the angels, pledge God to sing; , ; all about Jesus mighty sword. . And they'll shield you with their wings People, they'll keep you , close to the Lord. . Now don't pay heed to temptation, For his hands are so cold. You've got to keep the devil, , keep him on down in the hole. Down in the hole Down in the hole Down in the hole People, I've got to speak about something... , - Can I get an amen? ? Can I get an halaluja? ? Praise the lord. . God bless you. . The Lord is a very very busy man. - . I'll do what I can. , . But Jesus is always going for the big picture... But he's always there to help us out of the little jams too. Down in the hole Down in the hole Down in the hole Keep him down in the hold - . You've got to keep the devil down in the hole - You've got to keep the devil down in the hole - Keep him on down in the hole - Down...down, down, down mighty devil ... , , I send you down below my boots. , . down, down, filling my live with anger and strife , , Go down mighty devil. . Find a place to live.Down down down... . ... Hang On St. Christopher C- Hang on st. christopher through the smoke and the oil C- Buckle down the rumble seat let the radiator boil got an overhead downshift and a two dollar grill got an 85 cabin on an 85 hill 85 Hang on st. christopher on the passenger side C- open it up tonight the devil can ride ᅃ , hang on st. christopher with a barrel house dog C- kick me up mt. baldy throw me out in the fog ၅ tear a hole in the jack pot - drive a stake through his heart ᒀ do a 100 on the grapevine ᄅ do a jump on the start hang on st. christopher now don't let me go C-, get me to reno and bring it in low, yeah , hang on st. christopher with the hammer to the floor C- put a hi ball in the crank case nail a crow to the door get a bottle for the jockey gimme a 294 - 294 there's a 750 norton bustin down january's door ᒎ 750 hang on st. christopher on the passenger side C- open it up tonight the devil can ride ᅃ , hang on st. christopher now don't let me go C-, get to me reno got to bring it in low , put my baby on the flat car / got to burn down the caboose get 'em all jacked up on whiskey then we'll turn the mad dog loose ⎃ hang on st. christopher on the passenger side C- open it up tonight the devil can ride ᅃ , Telephone Call From Istanbul ⅋ ᒀ All night long on the broken glass livin in a medicine chest ዎ mediteromanian hotel back ᐅ sprawled across a roll top desk the monkey rode the blade on an overhead fan they paint the donkey blue if you pay I got a telephone call from Istanbul my baby's coming home today ᅃ will you sell me one of those if I shave my head - get me out of town is what fireball said - never trust a man in a blue trench coat - never drive a car when you're dead , Saturday's a festival ᓁ - Oh, now Friday's a gem - dye your hair yellow ᄅ and raise your hem follow me to beulah's on beulah's dry creek road I got to wear the hat that my baby done sewed , take me down to buy a tux , on red rose bear got to cut a hole in the day I got a telephone call from Istanbul my baby's coming home today ᅃ Cold Cold Ground    Crest fallen sidekick in an old cafe ㏀ never slept with a dream before he had to go away   , there's a bell in the tower Uncle Ray bought a round don't worry about the army in the cold cold ground now don't be a cry baby 璎 , , when there's wood in the shed there's a bird in the chimmney and a stone in my bed when the road's washed out they pass the bottle around and wait in the arms of the cold cold ground   cold cold ground   there's a ribbon in the willow and a tire swing rope and a briar patch of berries takin over the slope 舏 the cat'll sleep in the mailbox and we'll never go to town til we bury every dream in the cold cold ground cold cold ground gimme a Winchester rifle and a whole box of shells blow the roof off the goat barn let it roll down the hill the piano is firewood 䎐 - times square is a dream - I find we'll lay down together in the cold cold ground cold cold ground cold cold ground call the cops on the Breedloves bring a bible and a rope and a whole box of rebel  , , and a bar of soap make a pile of trunk tires and burn 'em all down bring a dollar with you baby ᗀ , , in the cold cold ground cold cold ground take a weathervane rooster throw rocks at his head - stop talking to the neighbors til we all go dead , , beware of my temper and the dog that I've found , break all the windows in the cold cold ground cold cold ground  * Act 2 *  Straight To the Top (Vegas) () I'm going straight to the top oh yea up where the air is , , fresh and clean 爑 I'm going straight up to the top if you know me, you know what I mean I can't let sorrow try and pull ol' Frankie down ⟍ 䐝 live for tomorrow I have found you , I'm going straight up to the top up where the air is fresh and clean i know that I will never stop, oh no , until I know I'm wild and free , - just like a champagne bubble pop pop pop 勎, , I'm like those birdies - high up in the trees I can't let sorrow pull ol' Frankie down ⟍ 䐝 live for tomorrow I have found you I'm going straight up to the top oh yeah up where the air is , , fresh and clean 爑 Strange Weather ᒐ  Will ye take me across the channel London Bridge is falling down Strange a woman tries to save   , More than a man will try to drown 璎 And its the rain that they predicted 풎 , And its the forecast every time 풎 , The rose has died because you picked it And I believe that brandy's mine And all over the world strangers Talk only about the weather ⎋ All over the world its the same , Its the same! ! ! And the world is getting flatter And the sky is falling all around Oh, when nothing is the matter For I never cry in town And a love like ours, my dear , Is best measured when its down And I never buy umberellas Because there's always one around And all over the world strangers Talk only about the weather ⎋ All over the world its the same , Its the same! ! ! And you know that its the beginning , And you know that its the end , Once again we are strangers ᒀ As the fog comes rolling in And all over the world strangers Talk only about the weather ⎋ All over the world its the same , Its the same! ! ! Gun Street Girl  Falling James in the Tahoe mud ― Stick around to tell us all the tale ᎁ , Well he fell in love with a Gun Street girl And now he's dancing in the Birmingham jail ᅉ , Dancing in the Birmingham jail ᅉ , He took a hundred dollars off a slaughterhouse Joe Brought a brand new Michigan twenty-gauge He got all liquored up on that road house corn , , Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow Corvette A hole in the hood of a yellow Corvette He bought a second-hand Nova from a Cuban Chinese And dyed his hair in the bathroom of a Texaco ⅕ With a pawnshop radio, quarter past four "-" He left for Waukegan at the slamming of the door Left for Waukegan at the slamming of the door 勎 I said John, John, he's long gone , , Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home 㘅 - I said John, John, he's long gone , , Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home 㘅 - He's sitting in a sycamore in St. John's wood ሄ ᅍ- Soaking day-old bread in kerosene Well he was blue as a robin's egg and brown as a hog , He's staying out of circulation 'til the dogs get tired Out of circulation 'til the dogs get tired Shadow fixed the toilet with an old trombone ⅍ He never get up in the morning on a Saturday Sitting by the Erie with a bull-whipped dog Telling everyone he saw, "They went that-a-way, boys" ", - " Telling everyone he saw, "They went that-a-way" ", - " Now the rain's like gravel on an old tin roof And the Burlington Northern pulling out of the world ᅂ Now a head full of bourbon and a dream in the straw , And a Gun Street girl was the cause of it all - A Gun Street girl was the cause of it all - Well he's riding in the shadow by the St. Joe ridge 璎 , C. Hearing the click-clack tapping of a blind man's cane ዓ - He was pulling into Baker on a New Year's Eve One eye on a pistol and the other on the door , One eye on a pistol and the other on the door , Miss Charlotte took her satchel down to King Fish Row 耐 䈘 Smuggled in a brand new pair of alligator shoes With her fireman's raincoat and her long yellow hair Well they tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire They tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire I said John, John, he's long gone , , Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home 㘅 - I said John, John, he's long gone , , Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home 㘅 - Banging on the table with an old tin cup ᒓ Sing I'll never kiss a Gun Street girl again Ꮞ " - " Never kiss a Gun Street girl again - I'll never kiss a Gun Street girl again - I said John, John, he's long gone , , Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home 㘅 - I said John, John, he's long gone , , Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home 㘅 - Clap Hands 勎  Three, six, nine ␈, , , The goose drank wine . The monkey chewed tobacco ሄ On the streetcar line . The line broke - The monkey got choked . And they all went to heaven In a little row boat. Clap Clap 勎, ( ) Sane, sane, they're all insane, , , - , fireman's blind, the conductor is lame - , - A Cincinnati jacket and a sad-luck dame 戍, Hanging out the window with a bottle full of rain ⎐ Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands 勎, , . Said roar, roar, the thunder and the roar , , , Son of a bitch is never coming back here no more ᓊ The moon in the window and a bird on the pole , - We can always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands 勎, , . Said steam, steam, a hundred bad dreams , , Going up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeans A fifty-dollar bill inside a palladin's hat And nobody's sure where Mr. Knickerbocker's at , Roar, roar, the thunder and the roar , , , Son of a bitch is never coming back here no more ᓊ Moon in the window and a bird on the pole , - Can always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands 勎, , . I said steam, steam, a hundred bad dreams , , Going up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeans A fifty-dollar bill inside a palladin's hat And nobody's sure where Mr. Knickerbocker's at , Shine, shine, a Roosevelt dime ႅ, All the way to Baltimore and running out of time Salvation Army seemed to wind up in the hole Ꮐ, -, "" They all went to heaven in a little row boat Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands 勎, , . Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands 勎, , . Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands 勎, , . Time  Well the smart money's on Harlow and the moon is in the street 璎 , 倐 And the shadow boys are breaking all the laws And you're east of East Saint Louis ‌, ᅍ- and the wind is making speeches And the rain sounds like a round of applause And Napoleon is weeping in a carnival saloon - His invisible fiancee's in the mirror And the band is going home,