Tom Waits

I was all night long
On the broken glass
Living in a medicine chest
Mediteromanian hotel back
Sprawled across
A roll top desk

My pet old monkey rode the blade
On an overhead fan
They paint the donkey blue if you pay
I got a telephone call from Istanbul
My baby's coming home today

Will you sell me one of those
If I shave my head
Get me out of town
Is what Fireball said
Never trust a man in a blue trench coat
Never drive a car when you're dead

Saturday's a festival
Oh now Saturday's a gem
Follow me to Beulah's on Dry Creek Road
I got to wear the hat
That my baby done sewed

Will you sell me one of those
If I shave my head
Get me out of town
Is what Fireball said
Never trust a man in a blue trench coat
Never drive a car when you're dead

Saturday's a festival Friday's a gem
Dye your hair yellow baby
And follow me to Beulah's
I just got to wear the hat that my baby done pop

Will you sell me one of those
If I shave my head
Get me out of town
Is what Fireball said
Never trust a man in a blue trench coat
Never drive a car when you're dead

Saturday's a festival Friday's a gem
Dye your hair yellow baby
Follow me to Beulah's
I just got to wear the hat that my baby done

Will you sell me one of those
If I shave my head
Get me out of town
Is what Fireball said
Never trust a man in a blue trench coat
Never drive a car when you're dead

Saturday's a festival
Now Friday's just a gem sweetheart
Follow me to Beulah's on Dry Creek Road
I got to wear the hat that my baby done