Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tom Waits
Vocals
Larry Taylor
Double Bass
William Shimmel
Accordion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tom Waits
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tom Waits
Producer
Kathleen Brennan
Producer
Robert Musso
Mixing Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Original Mastering Engineer
Dennis Ferrante
Assistant Recording Engineer
Tom Gonzalez
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Bellman
Mastering Engineer
Jeff Lippay
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Well the smart money's on Harlow and the moon is in the street
And the shadow boys are breaking all the laws
And you're East of East Saint Louis and the wind is making speeches
And the rain sounds like a round of applause
[Verse 2]
And Napoleon is weeping in a carnival saloon
His invisible fiancee's in the mirror
And the band is going home, it's raining hammers, it's raining nails
And it's true there's nothing left for him down here
[Verse 3]
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time that you love
And it's time, time, time
[Verse 4]
And they all pretend they're orphans and their memory's like a train
You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away
And the things you can't remember tell the things you can't forget
That history puts a saint in every dream
[Verse 5]
Well, she said she'd stick around until the bandages came off
But these mama's boys just don't know when to quit
And Mathilda asks the sailors, are those dreams or are those prayers?
So close your eyes, son, and this won't hurt a bit
[Verse 6]
Oh, it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time that you love
And it's time, time, time
[Verse 7]
Well things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl
The boys just dive right off the cars and splash into the street
And when they're on a roll, she pulls a razor from her boot
And a thousand pigeons fall around her feet
[Verse 8]
So put a candle in the window and kiss upon his lips
As the dish outside the window fills with rain
Just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart
And pay the fiddler off till I come back again
[Verse 9]
Oh, it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time that you love
And it's time, time, time
[Verse 10]
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time that you love
And it's time, time, time
Written by: Thomas Alan Waits