COLD COLD GROUND. - Tom Waits

Me gusta esta canción con locura, de forma obsesiva. La incluyeron en la banda sonora de una de esas películas que he visto varias veces, Leolo.




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 bout the army
in the cold cold ground
cold cold ground

Now don't be a cry baby
when there's wood in the shed
there's a bird in the chimney
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 ribbon in the willow
and a tire swing rope
and a briar patch of berries
takin over the slope
the cat'll sleep in the manilbox
and we'll never go to town
till we burry every dream
in the cold cold ground
cold cold ground

Gimme a Winchester rifle and a whole box of shells
blow the roof of the goat barn
let it roll down the hill
the piano is firewood
Times Square is a dream
I find we'll lay down together
in the 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 soup
make a pile of trunk tires
and burn 'em all down
bring a dollar with you baby
in the cold cold ground
cold cold ground

Take a weathervane rooster
throw rocks at his head
stop talking to the neighbours
till 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
cold cold ground

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