Union Square, Rain Dogs, Tom Waits [120]

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Ross Sutherland of Imaginary Advice returns to shuffle his shoulders along to this latest direction-specific Waits track, discussing some more exotic elements of the subcultures of NY, the pace vs the momentum of songs, and Martin's endless yearning for the lindy-hop. 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: Union Square, Rain Dogs, Tom Waits (1985) I'm Waiting For The Man, The Velvet Underground and Nico, The Velvet Underground (1967) 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 - Union Square Well time is always money For the boys at Union Square You can bust your ass till doomsday But don't forget to say your prayers Someone's got a wad on the backstreet Sacc got a bran' new slack And your baby is handcuffed on the front seat Sit right there, boy and you relax I'm goin' down down down I'm goin' down down down I'm goin' down down down I'm goin' down down down Well they spill out of the Cinema 14 To that drag bar down the block Best live show by far on the whole east coast With a bank rolled up in your sock She stand right there for your pleasure Half Puerto Rican Chinese You got to find your baby somebody to measure I'm goin' to get me some of these baby I'm goin' down down down I'm goin' down down down I'm goin' down down down I'm goin' down down down Four in the mornin on a Sunday Sacco drinkin' whiskey in church Half pint festival brandy That boy 'bout to fall right off his perch The guy in the sweaters off duty Out in front on the welfare hotel The guy in the dress is a beauty Go all the wayand I swear you never can tell I'm goin' down down down I'm goin' down down down I'm goin' down down down I'm goin' down down down