Depot Depot Lyrics by Tom Waits

Depot Depot Lyrics

    Depot, depot, what am i doing here?
    Depot, depot, what am i doing here?
    I ain't coming, i ain't going
    My confusion is showing
    Outside the midnight wind is blowing sixth avenue
    I'm gonna paint myself blue
    At the depot

    I watch the taxis pull up and idle
    I can't claim title to a single memory
    He offered me a key
    'cause opportunity don't knock
    He has no tongue and she cannot talk
    You're gonna shuffle when you walk
    At the depot

    This peeping-tom needs a peephole
    And an uptempo song
    To move me along
    When i find this depot baby
    I'm on a roll just like a pool ball baby
    I'm gonna be there at the roll call maybe
    At the depot

    Outside the midnight wind is blowing sixth avenue
    Oh, tell me what a poor boy to do
    At the depot
    I'm on a roll just like a pool ball baby
    I'm gonna be there at the roll call maybe
    At the depot
    The depot

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