Tom Waits

I'm cutting through the cane break rattling the sill
Thunder that the rain makes when the shadow tops the hill
Big light on the back street hill to evermore
Packing down the ladder with the hammer to the floor

Here come the Big Black Mariah
Here come the Big Black Mariah baby
Here come the Big Black Mariah
Here come the Big Black Ford

Well I'm all boxed up on a red belle dame
Flat Blue Johnny with a blind man's cane
A yellow bullet with a rag out in the wind
That old blind tiger an old bell

Here come the Big Black Mariah
Here come the Big Black Mariah baby
Here come the Big Black Mariah
Here come the Big Black Ford

Now we're all boxed up on a red belle dame
Flat Blue Johnny with a blind man's cane
A yellow bullet with a rag out in the wind
That old blind tiger an old bell

Here come the Big Black Mariah
Here come the Big Black Mariah baby
Here come the Big Black Mariah
Here come the Big Black Ford

Oh yeah Big Black Mariah here come the Big Black Mariah
Here come the Big Black Mariah
Here come the Big Black Mariah
Here come the Big Black Mariah
Here come the Big Black Mariah