Tango Till They're Sore (Without Opening) - Being Tom Waits

Well you play that tarantella all the hounds will start to roar
The boys all go to hell and the cubans seet the floor
They drive along the pipeline, they tango ’til they’re sore
They take apart their nightmares and they leave them by the door

Let me fall out of the window with confetti in my hair
Deal out jacks or better on a blanket by the stair
I’ll tell you all my secrets, but I lie about my past
To send me off to bed for evermore

Make sure they play my theme song, I guess daisies will have to do
Just get me to new orleans and paint shadows on the pews
Turn the spit on that pig and kick the drum and let me down
Put my clarinet beneath your bed ’til I get back in town

Let me fall out of the window with confetti in my hair
Deal out jacks or better on a blanket by the stairs
I’ll tell you all my secrets, but I lie about my past
So send me off to bed for evermore

Sane, sane, they’re all insane,
Fireman’s blind, conductor is lame
Cincinnati jacket and a sad-luck dame
Hanging out the window with a bottle full of rain

Let me fall out of the window with confetti in my hair
Deal out jacks or better on a blanket by the stairs
I’ll tell you all my secrets, but I lie about my past
So send me off to bed for evermore...
So send me off to bed for evermore...
So send me off to bed for evermore...