the steam Comes out of the grill like The whole goddamned town is ready to blow. And the bricks are all scarred with jailhouse tattoos And everyone is behaving like dogs
Cuttin' through the cane break Ratting the sill Thunder that the rain makes When the shadow tops the hill Big light on the back street Hill to ever more
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Uncle Vernon Uncle Vernon Independent as a Hog on ice Hi's a big shot down there At the slaughterhouse He plays accordion For Mr.Weiss Uncle Biltmore
they're all insane The fireman's blind, the conductors lame A Cincinatti jacket and a sad luck dame Hanging out the window with a bottle full of rain
My head is spinning round My heart is in my shoes I went and set the Thames on fire Now I must come back down She's laughing in her sleeve at me I can
Where every night its just the same You leave me lonely Will I see you tonight On a downtown train All of my dreams just fall like rain All upon a downtown
The broken glass And the rusty nails Where the violets grow Say goodbye to the railroad And the mad dogs of summer And everything that I know Chorus
old bread in kerosene He was blue as a robin's egg brown as a hog Stayin' out of circulation till the dogs get tire Stayin' out of circulation till the dogs
Edna Million in a drop dead suit Dutch pink pink on a downtown train Two dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot I'm in the corner in the pouring rain
Inside a broken clock Splashing the wine With all the Rain Dogs Taxi, we'd rather walk. Huddle a doorway with the Rain Dogs For i am a Rain Dog, too.
We sail tonight for Singapore We're all as mad as hatters here I've fallen for tawny moor Took off to the land of Nod Drank with all the Chinamen Walked
Well ya play that Tarantella All the hounds they start to roar And the boys all go to hell Then the Cubans hit the floor And they drive along the pipeline
Well time is always money For the boys at Union Square You can bust your ass till doomsday But don't forget to say your prayers Someone's got a wad on
He's got himself a homemade special You know his glass is full of sand And it feels just like a jaybird The way it fits into his hand He rolled a blade
