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Walking Spanish

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  • 作词 : Waits
    He's got himself a homemade special
    You know his glass is full of sand
    And it feels just like a jaybird
    The way it fits into his hand
    He rolled a blade up in his trick towel
    They slap their hands against the wall
    You never trip, you never stumble
    He's walking spanish down the hall

    Slip him a picture of our Jesus
    Or give him a spoon to dig a hole
    What all he done ain't no one's business
    But he'll need blankets for the cold
    They dim the lights over on Broadway
    Even the king has bowed his head
    Every face looks right up at Mason
    He's walking spanish down the hall

    Latella's screeching for a blind pig
    Punk Sander's carved it out of wood
    He never sang when he got hoodwinked
    They tried it all but he never would
    Tomorrow morning there'll be laundry
    But he'll be somewhere else to hear the call
    Don't say good bye he's just leavin' early
    He's walking spanish down the hall

    All St. Bartholomew said was whispered
    Into the ear of Blind Jack Dawes
    All the Baker told the machine
    Was that he never broke the law
    Go on and tip your hat up to the Pilate
    Take off your watch, your rings and all
    Even Jesus wanted just a little more time
    When he was walking spanish down the hall
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Waits
    [00:01.003]He's got himself a homemade special
    [00:04.788]You know his glass is full of sand
    [00:08.995]And it feels just like a jaybird
    [00:12.788]The way it fits into his hand
    [00:16.811]He rolled a blade up in his trick towel
    [00:20.827]They slap their hands against the wall
    [00:24.876]You never trip, you never stumble
    [00:28.659]He's walking spanish down the hall
    [00:31.763]
    [00:32.667]Slip him a picture of our Jesus
    [00:36.779]Or give him a spoon to dig a hole
    [00:40.651]What all he done ain't no one's business
    [00:44.715]But he'll need blankets for the cold
    [00:48.779]They dim the lights over on Broadway
    [00:52.868]Even the king has bowed his head
    [00:56.747]Every face looks right up at Mason
    [01:00.291]He's walking spanish down the hall
    [01:04.035]
    [01:04.859]Latella's screeching for a blind pig
    [01:08.875]Punk Sander's carved it out of wood
    [01:12.860]He never sang when he got hoodwinked
    [01:16.788]They tried it all but he never would
    [01:20.235]Tomorrow morning there'll be laundry
    [01:24.748]But he'll be somewhere else to hear the call
    [01:28.827]Don't say good bye he's just leavin' early
    [01:33.035]He's walking spanish down the hall
    [01:35.707]
    [02:09.171]All St. Bartholomew said was whispered
    [02:13.203]Into the ear of Blind Jack Dawes
    [02:17.148]All the Baker told the machine
    [02:21.179]Was that he never broke the law
    [02:25.267]Go on and tip your hat up to the Pilate
    [02:29.155]Take off your watch, your rings and all
    [02:33.180]Even Jesus wanted just a little more time
    [02:37.299]When he was walking spanish down the hall