Singapore. |
[Jun. 3rd, 2003|09:20 am]
matt
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| | anxious | ] | The captain is a one-armed dwarf, he's throwing dice along the wharf In the land of the blind the one-eyed man is king, so take this ring
We sail tonight for Singapore, we're all as mad as hatters here I've fallen for a tawny Moor, took off to the land of Nod Drank with all the Chinamen, walked the sewers of Paris I drank along a colored wind, I dangled from a rope of sand You must say goodbye to me.
--- Tom Waits, Singapore. |
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