November
Tom Waits Lyrics


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No shadow
No stars
No moon
No care
November
It only believes
In a pile of dead leaves
And a moon
That's the color of bone

No prayers for November
To linger longer
Stick your spoon in the wall
We'll slaughter them all

November has tied me
To an old dead tree
Get word to April
To rescue me
November's cold chain

Made of wet boots and rain
And shiny black ravens
On chimney smoke lanes
November seems odd
You're my firing squad
November

With my hair slicked back
With carrion shellac
With the blood from a pheasant
And the bone from a hare

Tied to the branches
Of a roebuck stag
Left to wave in the timber
Like a buck shot flag

Go away you rainsnout




Go away, blow your brains out
November

Overall Meaning

Tom Waits's November is a song that captures the dreary and melancholic feeling that comes with the Fall season. The lyrics first paint a picture of an empty and deserted landscape with no sign of life, no shadow, no stars, no moon to provide any guidance or comfort. November only believes in a pile of dead leaves and a moon that’s the color of bone. This personification of November as a living entity serves to highlight just how much it dominates the scene and creates a feeling of isolation and detachment.


The second verse talks about how there are no prayers for November to linger longer, and how we need to stick our spoon in the wall to slaughter them all. This line is particularly interesting because it’s not quite clear who the “them” is in this context. It could refer to people who are trying to hold on to the last vestiges of Autumn or it could be November itself that needs to be slaughtered.


The third verse talks about how November has tied the singer to an old dead tree, making April the only one who can rescue him. The description of November’s cold chain made of wet boots and rain and shiny black ravens on chimney smoke lanes paints a dark and dreary picture of the season. In addition, the imagery of being tied to a tree and left to wave in the timber like a buckshot flag, captures a sense of powerlessness and being completely at the mercy of the season. November seems odd, but it’s also the singer’s firing squad, implying that it’s both a victim and a perpetrator of the sense of isolation that comes with the season.


Line by Line Meaning

No shadow
There is no sun to cast a shadow


No stars
The sky is cloudy and there are no stars visible


No moon
The moon is not visible in the night sky


No care
There is no concern or attention being given


November
The month of November is being personified


It only believes
November is characterized by a certain belief or sentiment


In a pile of dead leaves
The only thing November believes in is the sight of dead leaves piled up


And a moon
The only other thing November believes in is the moon


That's the color of bone
The color of the moon in November is a pale, bone-like color


No prayers for November
There are no prayers or hopes for the month of November


To linger longer
There is no desire for the month of November to stay longer


Stick your spoon in the wall
This line is cryptic and could mean a number of things, but it suggests that November is lifeless and stagnant


We'll slaughter them all
Again, this line is cryptic, but it suggests a destructive force in November


November has tied me
The singer feels trapped or bound to the month of November


To an old dead tree
The singer is bound to a lifeless object


Get word to April
The artist wishes to be rescued from November by the arrival of spring (April)


To rescue me
The artist wants to be saved from the despair of November


November's cold chain
The singer feels trapped in the cold, lifeless grip of November


Made of wet boots and rain
The chain is made of the miserable elements of November


And shiny black ravens
The artist sees ominous ravens in November


On chimney smoke lanes
The ravens are perched on smoky chimneys


November seems odd
November is an unusual or strange month


You're my firing squad
November is personified as a group of people who are going to 'execute' the singer


With my hair slicked back
The artist is trying to look presentable in the face of November's dreariness


With carrion shellac
The singer is using a substance made from animal remains to slick back their hair


With the blood from a pheasant
The singer has blood on their hands from killing a pheasant


And the bone from a hare
The singer also has a hare bone as a personal item


Tied to the branches
The hare bone is attached to a tree branch


Of a roebuck stag
The artist has also tied the hare bone to the antler of a deer


Left to wave in the timber
The antler is waving in the wind among the trees


Like a buck shot flag
The antler looks like a flag that has been shot with buckshot


Go away you rainsnout
The artist is telling the rain to go away


Go away, blow your brains out
The artist is speaking angrily to the rain and commanding it to disappear


November
The song ends with a repetition of November, underscoring its power and significance in the artist's life




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, JALMA MUSIC
Written by: THOMAS A. WAITS

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J Kim

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J Kim

My hair slicked back with carrion schellack

Old Hunter Nadir

⁠@J Kimthat’s my favorite part

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