In the Neighborhood
Tom Waits Lyrics


Well, the eggs chase the bacon round the fryin' pan
And the whinin' dog pigeons by the steeple bell rope
And the dogs tipped the garbage pails over last night
And there's always construction work bothering you
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood

Well, Friday's a funeral and Saturday's a bride
Sey's got a pistol on the register side
And the goddamn delivery trucks, they make too much noise
And we don't get our butter delivered no more
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood

Well, Big Mambo's kicking his old greyhound
And the kids can't get ice cream 'cause the market burned down
And the newspaper sleeping bags blow down the lane
And that goddamn flatbed's got me pinned in again
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood

There's a couple Filipino girls gigglin' by the church
And the window is busted and the landlord ain't home
And Butch joined the army, yeah, that's where he's been
And the jackhammer's diggin' up the sidewalks again
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood

In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood

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Written by: THOMAS ALAN WAITS

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Well the eggs chase the bacon
Round the fryin' pan
And the whinin' dog pidgeons
By the steeple bell rope
And the dogs tipped the garbage pails
Over last night
And there's always construction work
Bothering you

In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood

Friday's a funeral
And Saturday's a bride
Sey's got a pistol on the register side
And the goddamn delivery trucks
They make too much noise
And we don't get our butter
Delivered no more

In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood

Well Big Mambo's kicking
His old grey hound
And the kids can't get ice cream
'Cause the market burned down
And the newspaper sleeping bags
Blow down the lane
And that goddamn flatbed's
Got me pinned in again

In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood

There's a couple Filipino girls
Gigglin' by the church
And the windoe is busted
And the landlord ain't home
And Butch joined the army
Yea that's where he's been
And the jackhammer's diggin'
Up the sidewalks again

In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood



All comments from YouTube:

wj35651

This is one of those songs that makes you nostalgic about experiences that you never had.

Paul Bear

Well said.

One Word

Perfect! I've loved this song for decades. Thought about it and dropped in for a listen. Yours was the first comment, and it is absolutely perfect.

Marshall-Benjamin Wolf

Um....no... it's 2020. This song is not bullshit. I Iive in it. AMA

legomaestro

Couldn't have put it better myself

Martian Anthropologist

....I think everyone has been a midget in a sepia-tone marching band at some point...

Marshall-Benjamin Wolf

Most underrated song of all time. Not impossible to make a screenplay based on this song.

Robert Morrissey

Maybe Tom has Filipino friends? Coz he also have a song titled "Filipino box spring hog".
A big Tom Waits fan here and I'm a Filipino from the Philippines 😎🇵🇭

Robert Morrissey

@MrAndrewHarley Thanks for the info sir. A good day to you 👍😊

MrAndrewHarley

Lived in L.A. early in his career, big Pinoy population there.

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