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 TOM WAITS - Top Of The Hill Lyrics

New corn yellow and slaughterhouse red
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The birds keep singing
Baby after you're dead
I'm gonna miss you plenty
Big old world
With our abalone
And your mother of pearl

Stop and get me on the ride up [3x]
I'm only goin
I'm, only goin
I'm only goin to the top
Of the hill

I need your moon to be the sky
Sky against
Don't get your trouser button
Stuck on the fence
Diego red and bedlam money are fine
Why don't you come up here
And see me sometime

Stop and get me on the ride up [3x]
I'm only goin
I'm, only goin
I'm only goin to the top
Of the hill

There's very little leeway
I seen a mattress on the freeway
The moon rises over Dog Street
Jefferson said every things reet
Have all the lights burned
Out on heaven again
I'll never roll the number 7 again

I'm made of bread and I'm on an
Ocean of win
I hear all the birdies
On the phone just fine

Stop and get me on the ride up [3x]
I'm only goin
I'm, only goin
I'm only goin to the top
Of the hill

Black joke and the bean soup
Big sky and the Ford Coupe
Old maid and the dry bones
Red Rover and the Skinny Bones Jones
47 mules to pull this train
We're getting married
In the pouring rain
You need your differential and
Plenty of oil
You load the wagon till
The end of the world

Stop and get me on the ride up [3x]
I'm only goin
I'm, only goin
I'm only goin to the top
Of the hill

What's your throttle made of
IS it money or bone
Don't doddle or you'll
Never get home
Opium, fireworks, vodka and meat
Scoot over and save me a seat

Stop and get me on the ride up [3x]
I'm only goin
I'm, only goin
I'm only goin to the top
Of the hill

If I had it all to do all
Over again
I'd try to rise above the law of man
Why don'cha gimme nother
Sip of your cup
Turn a Rolls Royce into a
Chicken coup, uh huh

Stop and get me on the ride up [3x]
I'm only goin
I'm, only goin
I'm only goin to the top
Of the hill