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Lowside Of The Road - Tom Waits (汤姆·威兹)
I'm on a black elevator
Going down
Little Joe from Kokomo
It rattles to the ground
The dice is laughing at the
Man that he thrown
Your rolling over to the
Lowside of the road
The moon is red and your
Dancing real slow
29 miles left to go
The chain monkeys
Help you with your load
You're rolling over to the
Lowside of the road
Jezebel is naked
With an axe
The prosecution tell you
To relax
Your head feels like its ready
To explode
You're rolling over you're rolling over
Well the clapper has been ripped
Out of the bell
The flapper has been kicked right
Out of hell
When the horse whips the
Man that he rode
You're rolling over to the low side of the road
The dog won't bite if you beat
Him with a bone
She's so shy when she's
Talking on the phone
And the round rises up and starts to groan
You're rolling over to the
Lowside of the road
To the lowside of the road
To the lowside of the road
