TOM WAITS: One From The Heart (1982)

1. Opening Montage (Tom's Piano Intro/Once Upon a Town/The Wages of Love)
2. Is There Any Way Out Of This Dream?
3. Picking Up After You
4. Old Boyfriends
5. Broken Bicycles
6. I Beg Your Pardon
7. Little Boy Blue
8. Instrumental Montage (The Tango/Circus Girl)
9. You Can't Unring A Bell
10. This One's From The Heart
11. Take Me Home
12. Presents


OPENING MONTAGE: TOM'S PIANO INTRO / ONCE UPON A TOWN / THE WAGES OF LOVE
Once Upon A Town
I wish I had a dollar for each time I took a chance
On all those two-bit romeos who counterfeit romance
Somehow always thinking of the last time I fell down
Knowing that you fall in love once upon a town

The Wages Of Love
Down through the ages all of sages
Said don't spend your wages on love
It's graft and collusion about the intrusion
And preceding for closures there's over exposure
Down at the crossroads the question is posed
Bridge is washed out and the highway is closed
Gotta have good reason to firmly believe
Love was designed to exploit and deceive
There's an addendum wherever you send 'em
That red ball an descend your chest you will see
Simple addition keeps with tradition
Don't spend your wages on love

Take any burgh any city or town
Just get on main street and drive all the way down
You see love has a graveyard nurtured for those
That fell on their sabers and paid through the nose

Your shovel's a shot glass dig your own hole
Bury what's left of your miserable soul
Down through the ages all of the sages
Said don't spend your wages on love
It's graft and collusion about the intrusion
And preceding for closure there is over exposure
Down at the crossroads the question is posed
And the bridge is washed out and the highway is closed

IS THERE ANY WAY OUT OF THIS DREAM?
I can clearly see nothing is clear
I keep falling apart every year
Let’s take a hammer to it
There's no glamour in it
Is there any way out of this dream?

I'm as blue as I can possibly be
Is there someone else out there for me
Summer is dragging it’s feet
I feel so incomplete
Is there any way out of this dream?

Summer is dragging it’s feet
I feel so incomplete
Is there any way out of this dream?

PICKING UP AFTER YOU
Here comes the bride and there goes the groom
Looks like a hurricane went through this room
Smells like a pool hall where's my other shoe
And I'm sick and tired of picking up after you

Looks like you spent the night in a trench
And tell me how long have you been
Combing your hair with a wrench?
The roses are dead and the violets are too
And I'm sick and tired of picking up after you

Well I've told you before I won't tell you again
You don't defrost the icebox with a ball point pen
This railroad apartment is held together with glue
And I'm sick and tired of picking up after you

Because I know I've been swindled
I never bargained for this
What's more you never cared about me
Why don't you get your own place
So you can live like you do
And I'm sick and tired of picking up after you

Take all your relatives and all of your shoes
Believe me I'll really swing when you're gone
I'll be living on chicken and wine after we're through
With someone I pick up after you
With someone I pick up after you
With someone I pick up after you
With someone I pick up after you

OLD BOYFRIENDS
Old boyfriends
Lost in the pocket of your overcoat
Like burned out light bulbs on a Ferris Wheel
Old boyfriends

You remember the kinds of cars they drove
Parking in an orange grove
He fell in love, you see
With someone that I used to be

Though I very seldom think of him
Nevertheless sometimes a mannequin's
Blue summer dress can make the window like a dream
Ah, but now those dreams belong to someone else
Now they talk in their sleep
In a drawer where I keep
All my old boyfriends
Remember when you were burning for them
Why do you keep turning them into
Old boyfriends

They look you up when they're in town
To see if they can still burn you down
He fell in love, you see
With someone that I used to be

Though I very seldom think of him
Nevertheless sometimes a mannequin's
Blue summer dress can make the window like a dream
Ah, but now those dreams belong to someone else
Now they talk in their sleep
In a drawer where I keep
All my old boyfriends
Turn up every time it rains
Fall out of the pages in a magazine
Old boyfriends

Girls fill up the bars every spring
Not places for remembering
Old boyfriends
All my old boyfriends
Old boyfriends

BROKEN BICYCLES
Broken bicycles old busted chains
With rusted handlebars out in the rain
Somebody must have an orphanage for
All these things that nobody wants any more

September is reminding July
It's time to be saying goodbye
Summer is gone
But our love will remain
Like old broken bicycles
Out in the rain

Broken bicycles don't tell my folks
There's all those playing cards pinned to the spokes
Laid down like skeletons out on the lawn
The wheels won't turn when the other has gone
The seasons can turn on a dime
Somehow I forget every time
For all the things that you've given me
Will always stay
Broken but I'll never throw them away

I BEG YOUR PARDON
I'm just a scarecrow without you
Baby please don't disappear
I beg your pardon dear

I got a bottle for a trumpet
And a hatbox for a drum
Now I beg your pardon dear

I got upset
I lost my head
I didn't mean the things I said
You are the landscape of my dreams
Darling I beg your pardon

I'd give you Boardwalk and Park Place
And all of my hotels
I beg your pardon dear

Please don't go back to St. Louis
Can't you tell that I'm sincere
I beg your pardon dear

I got upset
I lost my head
I didn't mean the things I said
You are the landscape of my dreams
Darling I beg your pardon

LITTLE BOY BLUE
Little boy blue come blow your horn
The dish ran away with the spoon
Home again, home again Saturday morn
He never gets up before noon
Well she used to render you legal and tender
When you used to send her your promises boy
A diller, a dollar, unbutton your collar
And come out and holler out all of your noise
So little boy blue come blow your top
And cut it right down to the quick
Don't sit home and cry on the fourth of July
Around now you're hitting the bricks
So abracadabra now she disappeared
Everything is canada dry
So watch your behavior and rattle your cage
With a bottle of bourbon, goodbye

So little boy blue lost little bo peep
She fell through a hole in the nest
Now ain't it peculiar that she is finally cooled
Your big wheel is just like all of the rest
Whenever it rains the umbrellas complain
They always get played for a chump
So mark it and strike it she's history now
And you're hanging out at the pump
Little boy blue come blow your horn
The dish ran away with the spoon
Home again, home again Saturday morn
He never gets up before noon

Well she used to render you legal and tender
When you used to send her your promises boy
A diller, a dollar unbutton your collar
And come out and holler out all of your noise

INSTRUMENTAL MONTAGE: THE TANGO/CIRCUS GIRL
(Instrumental)

YOU CAN’T UNRING A BELL
You can't unring a bell, junior
It'll cost you to get out of this one, junior
She's got big plans that don't include you
Take it like a man

Cause you you can't unring a bell, sucker
You'll need an attorney for this journey, junior

How's it feel
How do you like it in the slam
You're a little man in a great big town
Perhaps you were a little hasty
You can't take back the things you said man

Cause you can't unring a bell junior
Ah hurts don't it
Take it like a man
Get it through your head
Suffer

THIS ONE’S FROM THE HEART
I should go out and honk the horn
It's Independence Day
Instead I just pour myself a drink
It's got to be love
I've never felt this way
Oh baby, this one's from the heart

The shadows on the wall
Look like a railroad track
I wonder if he's ever coming back
The moon is a yellow stain across the sky
Oh baby, this one's from the heart

Maybe I'll go down to the corner
And get a racing form
But I should probably wait here
By the phone
And the brakes need adjustment on the convertible
Oh baby, this one's from the heart

The worm is climbing
The avocado tree
Rubbing its back against the wall
I pour myself a double sympathy
Oh baby, this one's from the heart

Blondes brunettes and redheads
Put the hammer down
To pound a cold chisel through my heart.
But they were nothing but apostrophes
Oh baby, this one's from the heart

I can't tell
Is that a siren or a saxophone
But the roads get so slippery holdin’ rain
I love you more than all these words can ever say
Oh baby, this one's from the heart

TAKE ME HOME
Take me home you silly boy
Put your arms around me
Take me home you silly boy
All the world's not round without you

I'm so sorry that I broke your heart
Please don't leave my side
Take me home you silly boy
Cause I'm still in love with you

PRESENTS
(Instrumental)