Tom Waits
American composer, singer, songwriter, musician and actor.
Don't you know there ain't no devil, there's just God when he's drunk.
Well, you know when you're the opening act for large groups? Sometimes you feel like a rectal thermometer, you're going out there taking the temperature of the audience.
What's he building in there? We have a right to know.
"Our Father, who art in Cribari, hallowed be thy glass. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on Earth as it is in the lounges. Give us this day our daily splash, and forgive us our hangovers as we forgive those who continue to hangover against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil...and somebody give us all a ride home."
And the things you can’t remember tell the things you can’t forget that history puts a saint in every dream.
I collaborate with my wife on the songs, and every aspect of it, really— composing, and arranging, and recording, all that business. We have a rhythm and a way of working it. It's kind of like borrowing the same ten bucks from somebody over and over again. But when you live together, it makes it a lot easier, the pay back.
The face forgives the mirror, the worm forgives the plough, the question begs the answer, can you forgive me somehow?
And someone will head south 'til this whole thing cools off.
And sometime around 2 AM you end up taking advantage of yourself. Ain't no way around that. Making a scene with a magazine.
If I exorcise my devils, well, my angels may leave too."
The large print giveth and the small print taketh away.
The piano has been drinking, not me.
How do the angels get to sleep / When the Devil leaves his porch light on?
If there's one thing you can say about mankind, there's nothing kind about man.
I don't have a drinking problem ‘cept when I can't get a drink.
Some men are searching for the Holy Grail, but there ain't nothing sweeter than riding the rail.
"Disneyland is Vegas for children."
Come down off the cross, we can use the wood.
Your veal cutlet gets up off the plate, It walks down to end of the counter and beat the shit out of my cup of coffee. I guess the coffee just wasn't strong enough to defend itself.
If you get far enough away you'll be on your way back home.