Tom Waits - Hoist that rag

    
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Well I learned the trade from Piggy Noles,

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and Sing Sing Tommy Shay, boys.

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God used me as a hammer, boys,

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To beat his weary drum today.





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	Hoist that rag.

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	Hoist that rag.

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	Hoist that rag.

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The sun is up the world is flat

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Damn good address for a rat

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The smell of blood The Drone of flies

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You know what to do if The baby cries



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Well we stick our fingers in the ground, 

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heave and Turn the world around

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Smoke is blacking down the sun

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At night I pray and clean my gun



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The cracked bell rings as the ghost bird sings  

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the gods go beggin here

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So just open fire when you hit the shore

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All is fair in love and war



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