《Potter’s Field》歌词

[00:00:10] Artist：tom waits

[00:00:12] Songs Title：potter’s field

[00:00:51] Well can you buy me a drink and Ill tell you what I seen

[00:00:55] And Ill give you a bargain from the edge of a maniacs dream

[00:01:00] That buys a black widow spider with a riddle in his yarn

[00:01:04] Thats clinging to the furrow of a blindmans brow

[00:01:08] Ill start talking from the brim of a thimble full of whiskey

[00:01:14] On a train through the bronx that will take you just as far

[00:01:19] As the empty of a bottle to the highway of a scar

[00:01:24] That stretched across the blacktop of my cheek like that

[00:01:29] And then ducks beneath the brim of a fugitives hat

[00:01:33] And youll learn why liquor makes a stool pigeon rat on every face

[00:01:40] That ever left his shadow down on saint marks place

[00:01:45] Hell Id double cross my mother if it was whiskey that they payed

[00:02:02] And so an early bird says nightsticks on the hit parade

[00:02:07] And he ain't got a prayer and his days are numbered

[00:02:10] And youll track doghim like down a

[00:02:13] Well its a tough customer you're getting in this trade

[00:02:18] Cause the nightsticks heart pumps lemonade

[00:02:22] Well whiskey keeps a blindman talkin alright

[00:02:25] And I'm the only one who knows just where he stayed last night

[00:02:30] He was in a wreckin yard in a switchblade storm

[00:02:39] In a wheelbarrow with nothing but revenge to keep him warm

[00:02:44] And a half a million dollars in unmarked bills

[00:02:48] Was the nightsticks blanket in a febuary chill

[00:02:52] And as the buzzard drove a crooked sky

[00:02:55] He was dealin high chicago in the mud

[00:03:02] And stackin the deck against a dragnets eye

[00:03:09] A shivering nightstick in a miserable heap

[00:03:13] With the siren for a lullaby singing him to sleep

[00:03:20] He was bleeding from a buttonhole

[00:03:24] Torn by a slug fired from the barrel of a two dollar gun

[00:03:30] That scorched a blister on the grip of a punk by now

[00:03:39] Is learnin what you have to pay to be a hero anyhow

[00:03:46] He dressed the hole in his gut with a hundred dollar bandage

[00:03:57] A kings ransom for a bedspread that don't amount to nuttin

[00:04:03] Just cobweb strings on a busted ukulele

[00:04:08] And the nightstick leaned on a black shillelagh

[00:04:11] With the poison of a junkies broken promise on his lip

[00:04:16] He staggered in the shadows screaming I ain't never been afraid

[00:04:30] And he shot out every street light on the promenade

[00:04:35] Past the frozen ham and eggers at the penny arcade

[00:04:39] Throwin out handfuls of a blood stained salary

[00:04:44] They were dead in their tracks at the shootin gallery

[00:04:48] And they fired off a twenty one gun salute

[00:04:52] And from the corner of his eye he caught the alabaster orbs

[00:04:59] And from a dime a dance hall girl and stuffed a thousand dollar bill

[00:05:05] In her blouse and caught the cruel and unusual punishment of her smile

[00:05:12] And the nightstick winked beneath a rainsoaked brim

[00:05:16] Ain't no one seen hide nor hair of him see

[00:05:20] No one but a spade on rikers island and me

[00:05:26] And so if you're mad enough to listen to a full of whiskey blindman

[00:05:41] Then you're mad enough to look beyond where bloodhounds dare to go

[00:05:46] So if you want to know just where the nightsticks hidin out

[00:05:49] You be down at the ferry landin oh lets say bout half past a nightmare

[00:05:55] When its twisted on a clock you tell em nickels sentcha

[00:06:01] Whiskey always makes him talk

[00:06:04] And you ask for captain charon with the mud on his kicks

[00:06:09] Hes the skipper of the deadline steamer

[00:06:13] And she sails from the bronx across the river styx

[00:06:17] And a riddles just a ticket for a dreamer

[00:06:22] Cause when the weathervanes sleepin and the moon turns his back

[00:06:37] You crawl on your belly long the railroad tracks

[00:06:41] And cross your heart and hope to die and stick a needle in your eye

[00:06:47] Cause hed cut my bleedin heart out if he found out that I squealed

[00:06:51] Cause you see a scarecrows just a hoodlum

[00:06:58] Who marked the cards that he dealed

[00:07:01] And pulled a gypsy switch

[00:07:04] Out on the edge of potters field