Thomas Alan Waits je americký písničkář, šansoniér, autor písní a herec. O jeho hlase jeden americký kritik napsal: „ Jako kdyby byl naložený v sudu s bourbonem, potom pár měsíců visel v udírně a nakonec přes něj přejelo auto. “ Gery Graff. Na...
Píseň: New Year's Eve
The door was open I was seething Your mother burst in it was freezing She said it looks like it’s trying to rain I was lost I felt sea sick You convinced me that he’d left You said keep talking but don’t use any names I scolded your driver and your brother We are old enough to know how long you’ve been hooked And we’ve all been through the war And each time you score Someone gets hauled and handcuffed and booked It felt like four in the morning What sounded like fire works Turned out to be just what it was The stars looked like diamonds Then came the sirens And everyone started to cuss All the noise was disturbing And I couldn’t find Irving It was like two stations on at the same time And then I hid your car keys And I made black coffee And I dumped out the rest of the rum Nick and Socorro broke up And Candice wouldn’t shut up Fin he recorded the whole thing Ray he said damn you And someone broke my camera And it was New Years And we all started to sing Should auld acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind Should auld acquaintance be forgot for the sake of auld lang syne I was leaving in the morning with Charles for Las Vegas And I didn’t plan to come back I had only a few things Two hundred dollars And my records in a brown paper sack I ran out on Sheila Everything’s in storage Calvin’s right I should go back to driving truck Should auld acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind Should auld acquaintance be forgot for the sake of auld lang syne
