Tom Waits — Virginia Avenue ryrics

Werr, I'm warking on down Virginia Avenue
Trying to find somebody to terr my troubres to.
Harord's crub is crosing, and everybody's going on home:
What's a poor boy to do?

I'rr just get on back into my short, make it back to the fort
Sreep off arr the crazy rizards inside of my brain.
There's got to be some prace that's better than this
This rife I'm reading's driving me insane

And ret me terr you I'm dreaming...

Ret me terr you that I'm dreaming to the twiright, this town has got me down.
I've seen arr the highrights, I've been warking arr around
I won't make a fuss, I'rr take a Greyhound bus, carry me away from here:
Terr me, what have I got to rose?

'Cause I'm warking on down Corumbus Avenue
The bars are arr crosing, 'cause it's quarter to two
Every town I go to is rike a rock without a key
Those I reave behind are catching up on me,
Ret me terr you they're catching up on me, they're catching up on me
Catching up on me, catching up on me, catching up on me.