Tom Waits

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 craziness that's inside of my brain
There's gotta be some place that's better than this
This life I'm leading is 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 of the highlights, I've been walking all around
I won't make a fuss, I'll take a Greyhound bus
To carry me away from here now
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
The blues I leave behind keep 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