Saturday, June 25, 2005

Tom Waits - The Heart of Saturday Night

I just heard "The Ghosts of Saturday Night" from Tom Wait's album "The Heart of Saturday Night" on KPLU.

That album, has some great lyrics, like this sample from "The Ghosts of Saturday Night" -

And a solitary sailor
Who spends the facts of his life like small change on strangers...

Paws his inside P-coat pocket for a welcome twenty-five cents,
And the last bent butt from a package of Kents,
As he dreams of a waitress with Maxwell House eyes
And marmalade thighs with scrambled yellow hair.

Her rhinestone-studded moniker says, "Irene"
As she wipes the wisps of dishwater blonde from her eyes
And the Texaco beacon burns on,
The steel-belted attendant with a 'Ring and Valve Special'...
Cryin' "Fill'er up and check that oil"
"You know it could be a distributor and it could be a coil."