Tom Waits - Walking Spanish Lyrics
Hes got himself a homemade specialYou know his glass is full of sandAnd it feels just like a jaybird the way it fits into his handHe rolled a blade up in his trick towelThey slap their hands against the wallYou never trip, you never stumbleHes walking spanish down the hallSlip him a picture of our jesusOr give him a spoon to dig a holeWhat all he done aint no ones businessBut hell need blankets for the coldThey dim the lights over on broadwayEven the king has bowed his headAnd every face looks right up at masonMan hes walking spanish down the hallLitellas screeching for a blind pigPunk sanders carved it out of woodHe never sang when he got hoodwinkedThey tried it all but he never wouldTomorrow morning therell be laundryBut hell be somewhere else to hear the callDont say goodbye, hes just leaving earlyHes walking spanish down the hallAll st. barthelemew saidWas whispered into the ear of blind jack dawesAll baker told the machine was that he never broke the lawGo on and tip your hat up to the pilateTake off your watch, your rings and allEven jesus wanted just a little more timeWhen he was walking spanish down the hall
