More Tom Waits "Aural Noir"
(Intro lyrics)
Well I think it's about time I took you on an improvisational adventure into the bowels of the metropolitan region.
Looks like a bonafide, high voltage, decked out in full regalia, Angelino audience.
Driving in, in Subaru's, Pinto's, Malibu's, Oldsmobile's.
A small suburban community.
This is a...kind of about 2.30 in the morning, you've been standing on the corner of Fifth and Vermouth and you climb into the helm of a 1958 monkey shit brown Buick Super and your on your way home.
A luxury automobile, bought it at Dollar Bill's Easy Autos for next to nothing.
Cruising along, everything's going fine, put a little smooth music on the stereo.
Light up an Old Gold, save the coupon.
Gotta think in terms of that patio furniture, that Toro mower man.
Your on the Santa Monica freeway headed in an easterly direction, you just past the La Cienega turn off and you run into a cold fog bank.
On A Foggy Night
It was all upon a foggy night, an abandoned road
In a twilight mirror mirage
With no indication of any kind of service station
Or an all-night garage
I was misinformed, I was misdirected
Cause the interchange never intersected
Leaving me marooned beneath a bloodshot moon
All upon a foggy night, a foggy night
All upon a foggy night
It was kind of an abandoned road, in a blurred brocade collage
Is that a road motel, I can't really tell
You gotta tell me, is that a vacancy lodge
There's no consolation, what kind of situation
To be aimlessly askew amidst a powder blue
No tell-tale light clue
Spun just like the spell you spin
This precarious pandemonium
Roslyn, I'm stranded, all upon a foggy night
Like a sweepstakes ticket for a Broadway arcade
Heads you win, tails I lose
I'm rambling, I'm gambling
All upon a foggy night
Foggy night
Foggy night
Foggy night
You got the vice grips on my personality
It's all upon a foggy night
All upon a foggy night
All upon a foggy night
On a foggy night
All upon a foggy
All upon a foggy night
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