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The world is a hellish place, and bad writing is destroying the quality of our suffering.

Tom Waits

I’ll tell you all my secrets but I lie about my past.
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Lying Myself Past Secret
New York forces you to be in endless surreal situations.
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End Force Surreal Yourself
And the earth died screaming, while I lay dreaming.
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Death Earth Myself Scream
I’m trying to get music ideas that come and keep them alive. It’s like carrying water in your hands. I want to keep it all, and sometimes by the time you get to the studio you have nothing.
TOM WAITS

Alive Hands Ideas Music Time Yourself
The world is a hellish place, and bad writing is destroying the quality of our suffering.
TOM WAITS

Bad Destroy Hell Ourselves Place Suffering World Writing
I don’t have a drinking problem ‘Cept when I can’t get a drink.
TOM WAITS

Drink Myself Problem
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
A mental midget with the IQ of a fence post.
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Dumb Intelligence Mental
Don’t look back, because someone might be gaining on you.
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Back Sight Yourself
I made a wish on a sliver of moonlight A sly grin and a bowl full of stars.
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Bowl Moon Myself Stars
Got a head full of lightning, a hat full of rain.
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Head Rain
The beginning of it starts at the end.
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Beginning End Start
All that you’ve loved is all you own.
TOM WAITS

Love One Liner Yourself
I’ve seen it all through the yellow windows of the evening train.
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Evening Myself Train
Their memory’s like a train: you can see it getting smaller as it pulls away And the things you can’t remember Tell the things you can’t forget that History puts a saint in every dream.
TOM WAITS

Dreams Memories Remember Train 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

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