Dedicada a Gas, que según sus propias palabras:
Creó que leí por ahí que algún crítico de música dijo, sobre un concierto de Tom Waits en Barcelona, que “nunca nadie ladró así”.
Inside a broken clock
Splashing the wine
With all the Rain Dogs
Taxi, we’d rather walk.
Huddle a doorway with the Rain Dogs
For i am a Rain Dog, too.
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Oh, how we danced and we swallowed the night
For it was all ripe for dreamin
Oh, how we danced away
All of the lights
We’ve always been out of our minds.
The Rum pours strong and thin
Beat out the dustman
With the Rain Dogs
Aboard a shipwreck train
Give my umbrella to the Rain Dogs
For I am a Rain Dog, too.
Oh, how we danced with the
Rose of Tralee
Her long hair black as a raven
Oh, how we danced and you
Whispered to me
You’ll never be going back home,
You’ll never be going back home.
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