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In an effort to update and expand her ol' uncle's musical horizons, my niece recently made me a couple of mix CDs. She thoughtfully included this Tom Waits song - could be the theme song for the last 4 years:
I'd sell your heart to the junk-man baby for a buck, for a buck! If you're looking for someone To pull you out of that ditch You're out of luck, you're out of luck The ship is sinking, the ship is sinking, the ship is sinking There's a leak, there's a leak In the boiler room, The poor, the lame, the blind Who are the ones left in charge? Killers, thieves and Lawyers God's away, God's away, God's away On Business. Business. God's away, God's away, God's away On Business. Business.
Digging up the dead with A shovel and a pick It's a job, it's a job Bloody moon rising with A plague and a flood Join the mob, join the mob It's all over, it's all over, it's all over There's a leak, there's a leak, In the boiler room The poor, the lame, the blind Who are the ones that we kept in charge? Killers, thieves, and lawyers God's away, God's away, God's away On Business. Business. God's away, God's away, On Business. Business.
Goddamn ther's always such A big temptation To be good, To be good Tere's always free cheddar in A mousetrap, baby It's a deal, it's a deal God's away, God's away, God's away On Business. Business. God's away, God's away, God's away On Business. Business. I narrow my eyes like a coin slot baby, Let her ring, let her ring God's away, God's away, God's away on Business. Business...
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