Tom Waits - Bottom Of The World Lyrics
My daddy told me, lookin' backThe best friend you'll have is a railroad trackSo when I was 13 said, I'm rollin' my own,And I'm leavin' Missouri and I'm never comin' homeAnd I'm lost, and I'm lostI'm lost at the bottom of the worldI'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liarI'm lost at the bottom of the worldSatchel Puddin' and Lord God MoseSitting by the fire with a busted noseThat fresh egg yeller is too damn rareBut the white part is perfect for slickin' down your hairAnd I'm lost, and I'm lostI'm lost at the bottom of the worldI'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liarI'm lost at the bottom of the worldBlackjack Ruby and Nimrod CainThe moon's the color of a coffee stainJesse Frank and Birdy Joe HoaksBut who is the king of all these folks?And I'm lost, and I'm lostI'm lost at the bottom of the worldI'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liarI'm lost at the bottom of the worldWell I dined last night with Scarface RonOn telapia fish cakes and fried black swanRazorweed onion and pea***** squirellAnd I dreamed all night about a beautiful girlAnd I'm lost, and I'm lostI'm lost at the bottom of the worldI'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liarI'm lost at the bottom of the worldWell, god's green hair is where I slept lastHe balanced a diamond on a blade of grassNow I woke me up with a cardinal birdAnd when I wanna talk he hangs on every wordAnd I'm lost, and I'm lostI'm lost at the bottom of the worldI'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liarI'm lost at the bottom of the world
