Tom Waits Crooning

Angel falls in the water, wets his wings He can't fly for a while, it's one of those things He spends the downtime singing... So there's salt in the water, a bitter taste Just one chance in a lifetime But you're wasted, you waste it You spend so much time thinking like they do When there's so much out there you can't imagine, it's Such a drag, but it's so much better than me Trays up, wheels up, coming in Come and sing now Something caught in the engine, so down i go With sunlight on the head of my hero Well, it's forward, or fall But there's so much out there you can't imagine, it's Such a drag, but it's so much better than me Same problems, the same old pain I got Tom Waits crooning and he's so much better than me Trays up, wheels up coming in Come and sing Tom, yeah, and come again In your hip black jeans, and your portable phone You wanna tell me about America, well What do you know? In a cool, clear moment that image comes down You're gonna laugh at me later, i'll laugh at you now In the middle of the night, i'm wide awake I'm covering it I'm covering it...