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Tom Waits - November

November
Tom Waits
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No shadows, no stars
There's no moon and no cars
November
It only believes in a pile of dead leaves
And a moon that's the color of bone
No prayers for November to linger longer
Stick your spoon in the wall
And we'll slaughter them all
November
Has tied me to an old dead tree
Get word to April to rescue me
November's cold chain made of wet boots and rain
And shiny black ravens on chimney smoke lanes
November seems odd
You're my firing squad
November

With my hair slicked back with carrion shellac
And the blood from a pheasant and the bone from a hare
Tied to the branches of a roebuck stag
Left to wave in the timber like a buck shot flag
Go away, you rainsnout
Go away, blow your brains out
November



November

No shadow
No stars
No moon
No care
November.

It only believes
In a pile of dead leaves
And a moon
That's the color of bone.

No prayers for November
To linger longer
Stick your spoon in the wall
We'll slaughter them all.

November has tied me
To an old dead tree
Get word to April
To rescue me
November's cold chain.

Made of wet boots and rain
And shiny black ravens
On chimney smoke lanes
November seems odd
You're my firing squad
November.

With my hair slicked back
With carrion shellac
With the blood from a pheasant
And the bone from a hare

Tied to the branches
Of a roebuck stag.
Left to wave in the timber
Like a buck shot flag.

Go away you rainsnout
Go away, blow your brains out
November.

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