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My wife called me a mule. She once said, “I didn’t marry a man; I married a mule!” I kept thinking about it. It was in the back of my head. I think it makes a good title for an album.

Tom Waits

You can drive out nature with a pitch fork But it always comes roaring back again.
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Drive Nature Roar Yourself
The ocean doesn’t want me today, But I’ll come back tomorrow to play. The riptide is waging And the life guard’s away But the ocean doesn’t want me today.
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Guard Life Myself Ocean Play
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
Sing me a rainbow. Steal me a dream.
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Dreams Instagram Captions One Liner Rainbow Sing Steal
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
On my gravestone, I want it to say, “I told you I was sick.”
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Funny Grave Myself Sick
The way you do anything is the way you do everything.
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Action Style Way Yourself
People get frightened that success is going to take them out of life. They’re no longer going to be on the corner of Bedlam and Squalor; life will only be something you can get through the mail.
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People Scare Success Yourself
I always thought songs are movies for the ears and films are like songs for the eyes.
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Eyes Movie Song Thinking
You got to tell me the brave captain Why are the wicked so strong? How do the angels get to sleep When the devil leaves the porch light on?
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Brave Captain Devil Light Wicket 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
The world is a hellish place, and bad writing is destroying the quality of our suffering.
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Bad Destroy Hell Ourselves Place Suffering World Writing
We have a deficit of wonder right now.
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Imagination Right Wonder
I’d rather have a free bottle in front of me than a prefrontal lobotomy.
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Freedom Myself Science
I did my time in the jail of your arms.
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Arms Time Yourself
I’ll tell you all my secrets but I lie about my past.
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Lying Myself Past Secret
I’m always looking for sounds that are pleasing at the time. The sound of a helicopter is really annoying until you’re drowning, and it’s there to rescue you. Then it sounds like music.
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Drowning Music Rescue Sound Time Yourself
Got a head full of lightning, a hat full of rain.
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Head Rain
I started out with nothing and I still got most of it left.
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Inspirational Myself Poor Reach Start
It’s very hard to stop doing things you’re used to doing. You almost have to dismantle yourself and scatter it all around and then put a blindfold on and put it back together so that you avoid old habits.
TOM WAITS

Avoid Habit Hard Old Scatter Stop Togetherness Yourself
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
Champagne for my real friends and real pain for my sham friends.
TOM WAITS

Friendship Pain Reality
The blues is like a planet. It’s an enormous topic. You can’t ignore the impact that it has had and continues to have on the whole musical culture. It’s a tree that everyone is swinging from. Without it, I don’t know where I would be. It’s indelible and indispensable.
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Culture Known Music Myself Planet Topic
The beginning of it starts at the end.
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Beginning End Start
Well I got a bad liver and broken heart, yeah, I drunk me a river since you tore me apart.
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Bad Body Drink Heart Myself
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
It’s rather mystifying when you think about writing songs – where they come from, and how they’re born.
TOM WAITS

Born Mysterious Thinking Writing Yourself

My wife called me a mule. She once said, “I didn’t marry a man; I married a mule!” I kept thinking about it. It was in the back of my head. I think it makes a good title for an album.

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My wife called me a mule. She once said, “I didn’t marry a man; I married a mule!” I kept thinking about it. It was in the back of my head. I think it makes a good title for an album.

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