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I did my time in the jail of your arms.

Tom Waits

I admit that I ain’t no angel, I admit that I ain’t no saint – I’m selfish and I’m cruel and I’m blind. If I exorcise my devils, well my angels may leave too. When they leave they’re so hard to find.
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Angel Blind Finding Hard Myself Selfish
You’ve gotta have somebody to trust, that knows a lot.
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Known Trust Yourself
You learn as much from your kids as they learn from you.
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Children Learning Yourself
I like my music with the rinds and the seeds and pulp left in.
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Music Myself Song Wind
Come down off the cross, we could use the wood.
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Cross Wood
I always liked the idea that America is a big facade. We are all insects crawling across on the shiny hood of a Cadillac. We’re all looking at the wrapping. But we won’t tear the wrapping to see what lies beneath.
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Ideas Insect Lying Myself See
I hate Disneyland. It primes our kids for Las Vegas.
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Hate Myself Prime
Don’t you know there ain’t no devil, it’s just god when he’s drunk.
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Devil Drink God Himself Known
I have an audio stigmatism whereby I hear things wrong – I have audio illusions.
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Audio Illusion Myself Sick Wrong
I dunno when I started writing really. I was, like, filling out applications and stuff real early. Last name first, first name last, sex. ‘occasionally’ , stuff like that. Then I was writing letters, filling out forms, writing on bathroom walls.
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Application Fill Myself Sex Start Writing
But then I’m one of those guys that is still a bit afraid of the telephone, its implications for conversation. I still wonder if the jukebox might be the death of live music.
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Afraid Conversation Death Live Music Telephone
The folks who know the truth aren’t talking. The ones who don’t have a clue, you can’t shut them up!
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Talk Truth Yourself
When I was younger, I wanted to be older. Now I am older, I am not quite so sure.
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Age Myself Old Quite Young
I don’t think that you should be perfectly candid and frank about the intimate details of your personal life with the public at large. Subsequently, it creates considerable personal problems.
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Detail Intimate Myself Perfection Problem Thinking
Sing me a rainbow. Steal me a dream.
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Dreams Instagram Captions One Liner Rainbow Sing Steal
We are buried beneath the weight of information, which is being confused with knowledge; quantity is being confused with abundance and wealth with happiness. We are monkeys with money and guns.
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Abundance Beneath Bury Confusion Gun Happiness Information Knowledge Money Weapon Weight

I did my time in the jail of your arms.

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