[SCOTTSMYMAN]

Well,the smart money's on Harlow
And the moon is in the street
The shadow boys are breaking all the laws
And you're east of East St. Louis
And the wind is making speeches
And the rain sounds like a round of a applause
Napoleon is weeping in the carnivale saloon
His fiance is in the mirror
The band is going home
It's raining hammers,it's raining nails
Yes,it's true,there's nothing left for him
down here

(chorus)
And it's Time Time Time
And it's Time Time Time
And it's Time Time Time
That you love
And it's Time Time Time

And they all pretend they're orphans
And their memory's like a train,You can see it
getting smaller as it pulls away
And the things you can't remember
Tell the things you can't forget that
History puts saints in every dream
Well,she said she'd stick around
Until the bandages came off
But these mamas boys just don't know how
to quit
And Matilda asks the sailors are those
dreams
Or are those prayers
So just close your eyes,son
And this won't hurt a bit

(chorus)

Well,things are pretty lousy for a calendar
girl
The boys just dive right off the cars
And splash into the streets
And when she's on a roll she pulls a razor
From her boot and a thousand
Pigeons fall around her feet
So put a candle in the window
And a kiss upon his lips
Till the dish outside the window fills with rain
Just like a stranger with the weeds in your
heart
And pay the fiddler off till I come back again

Time- Tom Waits