Noirsville Tune of the Week

Tom Waits "aural" Noir

Red Shoes By The Drugstore

She wore red shoes by the newsstand

as the rain splashed the nickel

and spilled like chablis all along the midway

theres a little bluejay

in a red dress on a sad night

one straw in a root beer

a compact with a cracked mirror

a bottle of evening in paris perfume

what's this sad tune

he told her to wait in by the magazines

to take care of some business it seems

bring a raincoat

bring a suitcase

bring your dark eyes

and wear those red shoes

theres a dark huddle at the bus stop

umbrellas arranged in a sad bouquet

lil Caesar got caught

he was going down to second

he was cooled

changing stations on the chamber

to steal a diamond ring

from a jewelry store for his baby

he loved the way she looked

in those red shoes

she waited by the drugstore

Caesar had never been this late before

the dogs bayed the moon

and rattled their chain

and the cold jingle of taps in a puddle

was the burglar alarm

snitchin on Caesar

the rain washes memories from the sidewalks

and the hounds splash the nickel full of soldiers

and Santa Claus is drunk

in the ski room

and it's Christmas Eve

in a sad café

when the moon gets it's way

there's a little blue jay by the news-stand

red shoes

red shoes

so meet me tonight by the drugstore

meet me tonight by the drugstore

meet me tonight by the drugstore

goin out tonight

goin out tonight

goin out tonight

wear your red shoes

red shoes

red shoes

red shoes

red shoes