Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cemetery Polka , by - Tom Waits. Song from the album Rain Dogs, in the genre БлюзRelease date: 31.12.1984
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Cemetery Polka |
| Uncle Vernon |
| Uncle Vernon |
| Independent as a Hog on ice |
| He’s a big shot down there |
| At the slaughterhouse |
| He plays accordion |
| For Mr. Weiss |
| Uncle Bittmore and |
| Uncle William |
| Made a Million during |
| World War II |
| But they’re tightwads |
| And they’re |
| Cheap skates |
| And they’ll never give a dime to you |
| Auntie Mame |
| Has gone |
| Insane |
| She lives in The doorway of an old hotel |
| And the |
| Radio’s playing opera and |
| All she ever says |
| Is go to Hell. |
| Uncle Violet |
| Flew as pilot |
| He said there |
| Ain’t no pretty |
| Girls in France |
| Now he runs a Tiny little |
| Bookie joint they say |
| He never |
| Keeps it in his pants |
| Uncle Bill |
| Will never leave a will |
| And the tumour is as Big as an egg |
| He has a mistress |
| She’s a Puerto Rican |
| And I heard she has |
| A wooden leg. |
| Uncle Phil |
| Can’t live without his pills |
| He has emphysema and |
| He’s almost blind |
| And we must find out |
| Where the money is Get it now |
| Before he loses his mind |