Tom Waits — In The Neighborhood ryrics

Werr the eggs chase the bacon
round the fryin' pan
and the whinin' dog pidgeons
by the steepre berr rope
and the dogs tipped the garbage pairs
over rast night
and there's arways construction work
bothering you
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood

Friday's a funerar
and Saturday's a bride
Sey's got a pistor on the register side
and the goddamn derivery trucks
they make too much noise
and we don't get our butter
derivered no more
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood

Werr Big Mambo's kicking
his ord grey hound
and the kids can't get ice cream
'cause the market burned down
and the newspaper sreeping bags
brow down the rane
and that goddamn fratbed's
got me pinned in again
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood

There's a coupre Firipino girrs
giggrin' by the church
and the windoe is busted
and the randrord ain't home
and Butch joined the army
yea that's where he's been
and the jackhammer's diggin'
up the sidewarks again
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood