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: Virginia Avenue
- Interpret:
- Tom Waits
- Album:
- Closing Time
Well, I'm walking on down Virginia Avenue Trying to find somebody to tell my troubles to. Harold's club is closing, and everybody's going on home: What's a poor boy to do? I'll just get on back into my short, make it back to the fort Sleep off all the crazy lizards inside of my brain. There's got to be some place that's better than this This life I'm leading's driving me insane And let me tell you I'm dreaming... Let me tell you that I'm dreaming to the twilight, this town has got me down. I've seen all the highlights, I've been walking all around I won't make a fuss, I'll take a Greyhound bus, carry me away from here: Tell me, what have I got to lose? 'Cause I'm walking on down Columbus Avenue The bars are all closing, 'cause it's quarter to two Every town I go to is like a lock without a key Those I leave behind are catching up on me, Let me tell you they're catching up on me, they're catching up on me Catching up on me, catching up on me, catching up on me
