Tango Till They're Sore, Rain Dogs, Tom Waits [111]

As they continue through Rain Dogs, Martin and Sam are joined by Eric Molinsky of the Imaginary Worlds Podcast. Discussion focuses not only on the songwriting of Waits, but also the talk-show stylings of David Letterman, the idea of stepping into character for both songs as well as promotional appearances, and the Harvard witticisms of another singing Tom. Song by Song is Martin Zaltz Austwick and Sam Pay; two musicians listening to and discussing every single Tom Waits track in chronological order. website: songbysongpodcast.com twitter: @songbysongpod e-mail: [email protected] Music extracts used for illustrative/review purposes include: Tango Till They're Sore, Rain Dogs, Tom Waits (1985) The Masochism Tango, An Evening Wasted With Tom Lehrer, Tom Lehrer (1959) We think your Song by Song experience will be enhanced by hearing, in full, the songs featured in the show, which you can get hold of from your favourite record shop or online platform. Please support artists by buying their music, or using services which guarantee artists a revenue - listen responsibly. Lyrics - Tango Till They're Sore Well ya play that Tarantella All the hounds they start to roar And the boys all go to hell Then the Cubans hit the floor And they drive along the pipeline They tango till they're sore They take apart their nightmares And they leave them by the door Let me fall out of the window With confetti in my hair Deal out jacks or better On a blanket by the stairs I'll tell you all my secrets But I lie about my past So send me off to bed forever more Make sure they play my theme song I guess daisies will have to do Just get me to New Orleans And paint shadows on the pews Turn the spit on that pig Kick the drum and let me down Put my clarinet beneath your bed Till I get back in town Let me fall out of the window With confetti in my hair Deal out jacks or better On a blanket by the stairs I'll tell you all my secrets But I lie about my past So send me off to bed forever more Just make sure she's all in calico And the colour of a doll Wave the flag on cadillac day And a skillet on the wall Cut me a switch or hold your breath Till the sun goes down Write my name on the hood Send me off to another town Let me fall out of the window With confetti in my hair Deal out jacks or better On a blanket by the stairs I'll tell you all my secrets But I lie about my past So send me off to bed forever more Send me off to bed forever more Send me off to bed forever more Send me off to bed forever more