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Don’t plant your days they turn into weeds.

Tom Waits

Most of the people I admire, they usually smell funny and don’t get out much. It’s true. Most of them are either dead or not feeling well.
TOM WAITS

Admire Death Feeling People
A gentleman is someone who can play the accordion, but doesn’t.
TOM WAITS

Gentle Man Play
You learn as much from your kids as they learn from you.
TOM WAITS

Children Learning Yourself
For a songwriter, you don’t really go to songwriting school; you learn by listening to tunes. And you try to understand them and take them apart and see what they’re made of, and wonder if you can make one, too.
TOM WAITS

Learning Listening Oneself Song Wonder Writing
I sold a quart of blood and bought a half a pint of scotch.
TOM WAITS

Alcohol Blood Myself
I’m the type of guy who’d sell you a rat’s asshole for a wedding ring.
TOM WAITS

Guy Ring Sell Type
The way you do anything is the way you do everything.
TOM WAITS

Action Style Way Yourself
The Universe is making music all the time.
TOM WAITS

Music Time Universe
A mental midget with the IQ of a fence post.
TOM WAITS

Dumb Intelligence Mental
I don’t have a drinking problem ‘Cept when I can’t get a drink.
TOM WAITS

Drink Myself Problem
Break windows, smoke cigars, and stay up late. Tell ’em to do that, they’ll find a little pot of gold.
TOM WAITS

Break Finding Stay Window
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

Application Fill Myself Sex Start Writing
Don’t plant your days they turn into weeds.
TOM WAITS

Day Plant Yourself
Never trust a man in a blue trench coat, never drive a car when you’re dead.
TOM WAITS

Death Drive Man Trust Yourself
I like vocal word stuff. But I don’t always write with an instrument, I usually write a capella. It’s more like drawing in the air with your fingers. It’s closest to the choreography of a bee. You’re freer.
TOM WAITS

Fingers Freedom Instrument Myself Vocal Word
I’ve lost my equilibrium, my car keys, and my pride.
TOM WAITS

Balance Car Myself Pride

Don’t plant your days they turn into weeds.

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