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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.

Tom Waits

There’s nothing that makes me laugh more than being in the situation where you’re not supposed to laugh. Funerals. People crying. Breaking down. Telling you their life. I’m the worst. I’m the worst at that.
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Break Cry Hard Time Laughter Life People Situation Worst Yourself
And the earth died screaming, while I lay dreaming.
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Death Earth Myself Scream
I can’t listen to so much music at the same time. I think you really have to have a diet. You’re just processing too much, there’s no place to put it. If you go a long time without hearing music, then you hear music that nobody else hears.
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Listening Music Mysekf Place Procession Time
I’ve been riding on the crest of a slump lately.
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Late Myself Ride
I’d rather have a free bottle in front of me than a prefrontal lobotomy.
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Freedom Myself Science
The big print giveth and the small print taketh away.
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Away Big Small
I think all songs should have weather in them. Names of towns and streets, and they should have a couple of sailors. I think those are just song prerequisites.
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Couple Myself Song Thinking Weather
I have an audio stigmatism whereby I hear things wrong – I have audio illusions.
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Audio Illusion Myself Sick Wrong
You can drive out nature with a pitch fork But it always comes roaring back again.
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Drive Nature Roar Yourself
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
A gentleman is someone who can play the accordion, but doesn’t.
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Gentle Man Play
Come down off the cross, we could use the wood.
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Cross Wood
Slept all night in the cedar grove, I was born to ramble, born to rove, some men are searchin’ for the holy grail, but there ain’t nothin’ sweeter than ridin’ the rails.
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Born Myself Night Search Sleep Sweet
Arithmetic arithmetock Turn the hands back on the clock How does the ocean rock the boat? How did the razor find my throat? The only strings that hold me here Are tangled up around the pier.
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Arithmetic Boat Finding Hands Hold Myself Ocean
You’ve gotta have somebody to trust, that knows a lot.
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Known Trust Yourself
The beginning of it starts at the end.
TOM WAITS

Beginning End Start

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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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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