"Drunk on the Moon" as written by and Tom Waits....
Tight-slacked clad girls on the graveyard shift
Neath the cement stroll
Catch the midnight drift
Cigar chewing Charlie
In the newspaperness
Grifting hot-horse tips
On who's running the best

And I'm blinded by the neon
Don't try and change my tune
Cause I thought I heard a saxophone
I'm drunk on the moon

And the moon's a silver slipper
It's pouring champagne stars
Broadway's like a serpent
Pulling shiny top-down cars
Laramer is teeming
With that undulating beat
And some Bonneville is screaming
It's way wilder down the street


Hearts flutter and race
The moon's on the wane
Tarts mutter their dream hopes
The night will ordain
Come schemers and dancers
Cherry delight
As a Cleveland-bound Greyhound
And it cuts through the night

And I've hawked all my yesterdays
Don't try and change my tune
'Cause I thought I heard a saxophone
I'm drunk on the moon

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"Drunk on the Moon" as written by Tom Waits

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    General Commentcan anyone please recommend to me more artists/songs like this type of Tom Waits? I love this bluesy drunken late night intelligent music. timdabomb@triad.rr.com
    timcdabombon May 28, 2007   Link
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    General CommentI know that it is proably to late for this comment, but Michael Garington. He is a photographer and singer/songwriter
    davbro2906on August 07, 2011   Link

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