I put food on the table and roof overhead. But I’d trade it all tomorrow for the highway instead.
TOM WAITSI don’t like hearing Beatles songs in commercials. It almost renders them useless. I think, ‘Oh God, another one bites the dust.’
More Tom Waits Quotes
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Not the kind of wheel you fall asleep at.
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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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We have a deficit of wonder right now.
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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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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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The Universe is making music all the time.
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There’s a beauty of show business. It’s the only business you can have a career in when you’re dead.
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We are all just monkeys with money and guns.
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I don’t like hearing Beatles songs in commercials. It almost renders them useless. I think, ‘Oh God, another one bites the dust.’
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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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Got a head full of lightning, a hat full of rain.
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I’m not fighting for justice. I am not fighting for freedom. I am fighting for my life and another day in the world here.
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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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I sold a quart of blood and bought a half a pint of scotch.
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If you get far enough away you’ll be on your way back home.
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