Tom Waits


 Musica Tom Waits Waltzing Matilda

A música de Tom Waits foge a qualquer tentativa de classificação. E, no entanto, é inconfundível. Foi ele quem escreveu (e cantou) the heart of saturday night, drunk on the moon ou too early for the circus, too late for the bars, entre outras expressões que retratam na essência as pessoas, as histórias e os ambientes da América profunda, numa linguagem quase cinematográfica. Waits, no seu aspecto tosco, voz roufenha e tom sarcástico, é dono de uma enorme sensibilidade. Um poeta dos tempos modernos.

Tom Traubert's Blues - Tom Waits

Wasted and wounded, it ain't what the moon did I've got what I paid for now see ya tomorrow, hey Frank, can I borrow a couple of bucks from you, to go Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you'll go waltzing Matilda with me

I'm an innocent victim of a blinded alley and I'm tired of all these soldiers here no one speaks English, and everything's broken and my Stacys are soaking wet to go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you'll go waltzing Matilda with me

now the dogs are barking and the taxi cab's parking a lot they can do for me I begged you to stab me you tore my shirt open and I'm down on my knees tonight Old Bushmill's I staggered, you buried the dagger in your silhouette window light to go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you'll go waltzing Matilda with me

now I lost my Saint Christopher now that I've kissed her and the one-armed bandit knows, and the maverick Chinamen, and the cold-blooded signs and the girls down by the strip-tease shows go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you'll go waltzing Matilda with me

no, I don't want your sympathy, the fugitives say that the streets aren't for dreaming now manslaughter dragnets and the ghosts that sell memories they want a piece of the action anyhow go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you'll go waltzing Matilda with me

and you can ask any sailor, and the keys from the jailor and the old men in wheelchairs know that Mathilda's the defendant, she killed about a hundred and she follows wherever you may go waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda, you'll go waltzing Matilda with me

and it's a battered old suitcase to a hotel someplace and a wound that will never heal no prima donna, the perfume is on an old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey and goodnight to the street sweepers the night watchman flame keepers and goodnight to Matilda too


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