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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.

Tom Waits

Writing songs is like capturing birds without killing them. Sometimes you end up with nothing but a mouthful of feathers.
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Capture End Feature Song Writing
Most of the things you absorb you will ultimately secrete.
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Absorb Willing Yourself
I started out with nothing and I still got most of it left.
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Inspirational Myself Poor Reach Start
Oh, I’m not a percussionist, I just like to hit things.
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Funny Instrument Musician Myself
A gentleman is someone who can play the accordion, but doesn’t.
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Gentle Man Play
The devil knows the Bible like the back of his hand.
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Bible Devil Hands Himself Religious
It’s rather mystifying when you think about writing songs – where they come from, and how they’re born.
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Born Mysterious Thinking Writing Yourself
I never told the truth so i can never tell a lie.
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Lying Myself Talk Truth
Songs are really just very interesting things to be doing with the air.
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Air Interest Song
I’m the type of guy who’d sell you a rat’s asshole for a wedding ring.
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Guy Ring Sell Type
I like Thelonious Monk, he’s so gnarled, he’s like a piece of machinery that’s pulled up the bolts on the floor and gone off on its own.
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Floor Machine Myself Pieces
When your down on your luck and you’ve lost all your dreams theres nothing like a campfire and a can of beans.
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Down Dreams Luck Yourself
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
Don’t plant your bad days. They grow into weeks. The weeks grow into months. Before you know it, you got yourself a bad year. Take it from me – choke those little bad days. Choke ’em down to nothing.
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Bad Day Growth Plant Yourself
Bill Hicks – blowtorch, excavator, truthsayer, and brain specialist. He will correct your vision. Others will drive on the road he built.
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Brain Built Drive Himself Road Specialist Vision Willing
Not the kind of wheel you fall asleep at.
TOM WAITS

Fall Kind Yourself

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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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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