Time, Big Time, Tom Waits [161]

As we reach the end of the album, Waits produces a great version of this quiet mournful tune, for once communicating the meaning and poetry of the lyrics in a clearer and more connected way. Song by Song is Martin Zaltz Austwick and Sam Pay; two musicians listening to and discussing every single Tom Waits track in chronological order. website: songbysongpodcast.com twitter: @songbysongpod e-mail: [email protected] Music extracts used for illustrative/review purposes include: Time, Big Time, Tom Waits (1988) We think your Song by Song experience will be enhanced by hearing, in full, the songs featured in the show, which you can get hold of from your favourite record shop or online platform. Please support artists by buying their music, or using services which guarantee artists a revenue - listen responsibly. Lyrics - Time The smart money's on Harlow And the moon is in the street And the shadow boys Are breakin' all the laws Oh and it's east of East St. Louis And the wind is making speeches And the rain sounds Like a round of applause And Napoleon is weeping In a carnival saloon His invisible fiancée Is in the mirror And the band is goin' home It's raining hammers It's raining nails It's true there's nothing Left for him down here And it's time time time And it is time And it's time And it's 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 them getting Smaller as they pull away Oh and the things you can't remember Tell the things you can't forget That history puts a saint In every dream Oh she said she'd stick around Till the bandages came off But these mama's boys Just don't know when to quit And Matilda asks the sailors Are those dreams or are those prayers Close your eyes son and this won't hurt a bit And it's time time time And it's time time time And it's time time that you love And it's time time time Oh and things are pretty lousy For the calendar girls The boys just dive right off the cars And splash into the street Oh 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 my lips As the dish outside the window Fills with rain Oh and just like a stranger With the weeds in your heart Pay the fiddler off Till I come back again And it's time time time And it is time time time And it's time time time that you love And it's time time time And it's time time time And it is time time time And it's time time time that you love And it's time time time