The Ghosts of Saturday Night (After Hours at Napoleone's Pizza House) Lyrics

Lyric discussion by eastofeaststlouis7 

Cover art for The Ghosts of Saturday Night (After Hours at Napoleone's Pizza House) lyrics by Tom Waits

More great lyrics in this song alone than some other artists whole albums (or careers for that matter). I particularly love the alliteration that bookends the song - 'the solitary sailor who spends the facts of his life like small change on strangers' and then the 'cracks out a carpet of diamonds across a cash crop car lot filled with twighlight Coupe Devilles'. So atmospheric.