He started his career in the early 1970s as a singer in spit 'n' sawdust bars. Initially, he was deeply influenced by the beat generation, novelists like Jack Kerouac and William S. Burroughs, and poets like Allen Ginsberg and Charles Bukowski. Waits is often compared to Charles Bukowski, being similar both in content and lifestyle
Waits was unable to make a living from his music in the 70s because his classical bar music, based in pre-rock, and Americana, blues, and Vaudeville styles were not popular. Waits's voice back then was soft, warm and clear.
Waits subsequently developed a devoted cult following and has influenced subsequent songwriters, despite having little radio or music video support. In fact, his songs are perhaps best known to the general public in the form of cover versions of more visible artists, such as the Eagles, Bruce Springsteen and Rod Stewart.
Although Waits’s albums have met with mixed commercial success in his native United States, they have occasionally achieved gold album sales status in other countries.
Lyrically, Waits's songs are known for atmospheric portrayals of seedy characters and places; he sings about the losers on the streets: alcoholics, junkies, prostitutes and social outcasts, although he also includes more conventional and touching ballads in his repertoire.
While opening for Frank Zappa, the audience catcalled and refused to listen to him; he was an unsuitable match with Zappa's avantgarde style.
Countless cigarettes, gallons of alcohol and many all night parties eventually left their trace in his face and voice.
His more recent gravelly voice can be first heard on Small Change. This distinctive voice turned out to be his trademark. It is described by the Music Hound Rock Album Guide as sounding "like it was soaked in a vat of bourbon, left hanging in the smokehouse for a few months and then taken outside and run over with a car". Small Change with its sentimental ballads, its bar-jazz attitude and Film Noir-oriented stories turned out to be his biggest commercial success in the 1970s.
Waits subsequently developed a more unique style. His songs have grown more abrasive since then, and the arrangements have turned more surreal and experimental with every new record. His life brings him to new visions, as indicated by the direction taken in his "Alice" release.
While composing the soundtrack for Francis Ford Coppola's One From The Heart Waits met Kathleen Brennan, his bride-to-be. They married in 1980 and she helped him quit drinking and smoking. Since their marriage they have been working together on his albums as co-producers and co-writers. It is hard to say which part belongs to her and which to him, but it's easy to see that they make a perfect team. Additionally, his eldest son Casey can be heard on turntables and percussion on Waits's album "Real Gone".
One of Waits's greatest successes was the album "Swordfishtrombones", released in 1983. It struck with his critics and fans alike. He achieved a new level of song writing and left former conventions (and his earlier career) behind. All songs, whether ballads, jive or jazz are played in a completely different way. It seems that Waits had taken the musical archetypes of these styles and made them his own. All tracks are in the quintessential Waits style. They have a striking rawness and listenability and they set the stage for his success and his future career.
The Bad As Me Songfacts reports that 36 years after the release of Waits' first album, Closing Time in 1973, Bad As Me became Waits's first ever top 10 album in the US when it debuted at #6 with 63,000 sales.
In the late 1980s Waits discovered an outlet for his creativity in composing musicals. His first Musical was named "The Black Rider", and is based on "Der Freischütz" by Carl Maria von Weber. It was co-produced by Robert Wilson and the lyrics come from William S. Burroughs. The story is slightly reminiscent of Kurt Weil's and Berthold Brecht's "Three Penny Opera" and the 1930s. The debut performance of the play was in 1990 at the Thalia Theater, Hamburg and has been played by various theatre groups since then.
Waits was also responsible for two other musicals, which later became albums released simultaneously in 2002. One was the musical "Blood Money," which covers the "Woyczek" theme of Georg Büchner. This one is one of the darkest works from Waits. The other musical is based on Lewis Carroll's classic children's novel, "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland". "Alice" is very romantic, dreamy and soft, and contains one of Waits most romantic songs. Even though they were released at the same time, the bootlegs of the "Alice" musical were long before traded between fans and were just rearranged and re-mastered for the official release.
Besides many film contributions as composer – the Internet Movie Database imdb.com lists 47 appearances of Waits as composer and 38 soundtracks containing songs by Waits - he also is an actor with a total of 25 appearances, ranging from some mini-roles as a trumpeter in "Heart of Saturday Night" and the R. M. Renfield in "Bram Stoker's Dracula" to the major role of Zack in Jim Jarmusch's "Down by Law". He recently appeared in Roberto Benigni's "The Tiger and the Snow", playing You Can Never Hold Back Spring at Benigni's wedding dream. Even more recently, Waits played Mr.Nick (the Devil) in Terry Gilliam's "The Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus".
In addition to a number of concert videos, he also appeared in the critically-acclaimed concert feature film "Big Time" (1990).
Waits has always refused to allow the use of his songs in commercials. He has filed several lawsuits against advertisers for using his material without permission. Waits also successfully sued an advertiser for using a work that was stylistically similar to his work, after he had declined to sell them the rights to his song. He has been quoted as saying, "Apparently the highest compliment our culture grants artists nowadays is to be in an ad — ideally naked and purring on the hood of a new car. I have adamantly and repeatedly refused this dubious honor."
Time
Tom Waits Lyrics
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And the shadow boys are breaking all the laws
And you're east of East Saint Louis and the wind is making speeches
And the rain sounds like a round of applause
And Napoleon is weeping in a carnival saloon
His invisible fiancee's in the mirror
And the band is going home, it's raining hammers, it's raining nails
And it's true there's nothing left for him down here
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time, that you love
And it's time, time, time
And they all pretend they're orphans and their memory's like a train
You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away
And the things you can't remember tell the things you can't forget
That history puts a saint in every dream
Well, she said she'd stick around until the bandages came off
But these mama's boys just don't know when to quit
And Mathilda asks the sailors "are those dreams or are those prayers?"
So close your eyes, son, and this won't hurt a bit
Oh, it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time that you love
And it's time, time, time
Well, things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl
The boys just dive right off the cars and splash into the street
And when they're on a roll she pulls a razor from her boot
And a thousand pigeons fall around her feet
So put a candle in the window and a kiss upon his lips
As the dish outside the window fills with rain
Just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart
And pay the fiddler off 'til I come back again
Oh, it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time that you love
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time that you love
And it's time, time, time
Tom Waits's song "Time" is a haunting and melancholy tale of lost dreams, forgotten memories, and the ravages of time. The imagery in the song is vivid and evocative, painting a picture of a world that has lost its way and is searching for something to hold onto.
The first verse sets the scene, with the "smart money" placing their bets on Harlow, while the shadow boys break the law. The singer finds himself in East Saint Louis, with the wind making speeches and the rain applauding. Napoleon is weeping in a carnival saloon, while his invisible fiancée looks on from the mirror. The band is going home in the rain, and there's nothing left for Napoleon down here. The chorus repeats the word "time" three times, emphasizing its importance.
The second verse begins with people pretending to be orphans, with memories that get smaller as they pull away. Unforgettable things are forgotten, and history puts a saint in every dream. A woman named Mathilda asks sailors if their dreams are prayers, and the singer tells his son to close his eyes so it won't hurt a bit. The chorus repeats twice more, with the same haunting melody.
The final verse is about a "calendar girl" who laments the state of things. Boys dive off cars and splash into the street, and when they're on a roll, the girl pulls a razor from her boot, and pigeons fall around her feet. The singer tells someone to put a candle in the window and a kiss upon his lips, and to pay the fiddler off until he comes back again. The final repetition of the chorus brings the song to a close, leaving us with the sense that time is slipping away, and there's nothing we can do to stop it.
Line by Line Meaning
Well, the smart money's on Harlow and the moon is in the street
The prevailing sentiment is that Harlow will succeed and the moon is visible in the night sky
And the shadow boys are breaking all the laws
There are delinquents who are violating the norms of society
And you're east of East Saint Louis and the wind is making speeches
You are located in an area that is not well-regarded, and the wind is chattering audibly
And the rain sounds like a round of applause
The precipitation is thudding like the audience's applause
And Napoleon is weeping in a carnival saloon
Napoleon, fictional or not, is crying at a casino or bar filled with people enjoying themselves
His invisible fiancee's in the mirror
His fiancée, who cannot be seen, is reflected in the glass
And the band is going home, it's raining hammers, it's raining nails
The musical performers are departing and the precipitation is falling painfully
And it's true there's nothing left for him down here
There is genuinely nothing remaining for him here
And it's time, time, time
It is now the time
And it's time, time, time
It is now the time
And it's time, time, time, that you love
You must embrace the present moment
And it's time, time, time
It is now the time
And they all pretend they're orphans and their memory's like a train
They are deceiving themselves into believing they are alone, and past experiences are rapidly fading away
You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away
You can perceive it as it diminishes in the distance
And the things you can't remember tell the things you can't forget
The things you are unable to recollect are dictating the things you are unable to dismiss
That history puts a saint in every dream
The past is viewed in a disproportionate manner, idealizing certain elements
Well, she said she'd stick around until the bandages came off
She promised to wait until the wounds healed
But these mama's boys just don't know when to quit
However, these excessively dependent individuals are unable to stop
And Mathilda asks the sailors "are those dreams or are those prayers?"
Mathilda is inquisitive and queries the seamen regarding their thoughts
So close your eyes, son, and this won't hurt a bit
Try not to think about the painful experience and everything will be alright
Oh, it's time, time, time
It is now the time
And it's time, time, time
It is now the time
And it's time, time, time that you love
You must cherish the present
And it's time, time, time
It is now the time
Well, things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl
The situation is not ideal for the girl in the calendar
The boys just dive right off the cars and splash into the street
The youths recklessly leap from the vehicles and plummet down into the road
And when they're on a roll she pulls a razor from her boot
When they are getting into the groove, she takes out a blade from her footwear
And a thousand pigeons fall around her feet
A multitude of birds collapse by her toes
So put a candle in the window and a kiss upon his lips
Place a candle in the window and tenderly embrace him
As the dish outside the window fills with rain
Rain collects in the receptacle outside the window
Just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart
Similar to a foreigner infiltrating your emotions
And pay the fiddler off 'til I come back again
Pay what is owed to any aggrieved parties until I return
And it's time, time, time
It is now the time
And it's time, time, time
It is now the time
And it's time, time, time that you love
You must value the present
And it's time, time, time
It is now the time
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, JALMA MUSIC
Written by: Thomas Alan Waits
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Mike Kiprotich
Well the smart money's on Harlow and the moon is in the street
And the shadow boys are breaking all the laws.
And you're east of east Saint Louis and the wind is making speeches
And the rain sounds like a round of applause.
And Napoleon is weeping in a carnival saloon
His invisible fiancee's in the mirror.
And the band is going home, it's raining hammers, it's raining nails
And it's true there's nothing left for him down here.
And it's time time time, and it's time time time
And it's time time time that you love
And it's time time time.
And they all pretend they're orphans and their memory's like a train.
You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away.
And the things you can't remember tell the things you can't forget.
That history puts a saint in every dream
Well she said she'd stick around until the bandages came off
But these mama's boys just don't know when to quit.
And Matilda asks the sailors "are those dreams or are those prayers?"
So close your eyes, son, and this won't hurt a bit.
Oh it's time time time, and it's time time time
And it's time time time that you love
And it's time time time.
Well things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl
The boys just dive right off the cars and splash into the street.
And when they're on a roll she pulls a razor from her boot
And a thousand pigeons fall around her feet.
So put a candle in the window and a kiss upon his lips
As the dish outside the window fills with rain.
Just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart
And pay the fiddler off 'til I come back again
Oh it's time time time, and it's time time time
And it's time time time that you love
And it's time time time
And it's time time time, and it's time time time
And it's time time time that you love
And it's time time time
Marcos Guilherme
Tempo
Bem, o dinheiro esperto está no Harlow
E a lua está na estrada
Os meninos sombra estão quebrando todas as leis
E você está a leste de East St. Louis
E o vento está fazendo discursos
E a chuva soa como uma salva de palmas
Napoleão está chorando no salão de carnaval
Sua noiva invisível está no espelho
A banda está indo para casa
Está chovendo martelos, está chovendo pregos
Sim, é verdade, não ha mais nada para ele aqui embaixo
Refrão
E é o Tempo, Tempo, Tempo
E é este tempo, tempo, tempo
E é este tempo, tempo, tempo
Que você ama
E é este tempo, tempo, tempo
E todos eles fingem que estão órfãos
E suas memórias são como um trem
Você pode vê-las ficando menor a medida que se afastam
E as coisas que você não consegue lembrar
Dizem coisas que você não consegue esquecer
Esta história que coloca um santo em cada sonho
Bem, ela disse que iria ficar por aqui
Até as bandagens saírem
Mas esses filhinhos de mamãe já não sabem quando parar
E Matilda pede pelos marinheiros que estão naqueles sonhos
Ou então naquelas orações
Assim basta fechar os olhos, filho
E isso não vai doer nada
Refrão
Bem, as coisas estão bastante ruins para uma garota de calendário
Os garotos apenas mergulham para fora dos carros
E respingam pela estrada
E quando ela está em um rolo, ela puxa uma navalha
Vinda de sua bota
E um milhão de pombos caem aos seus pés
Então põe uma vela na janela
E um beijo sobre seus lábios
Até que o prato fora na janela encha com a chuva
Assim como uma estranha com ervas daninhas em seu coração
E paga o violinista até eu voltar novamente
Refrão
emerson
Bem, o dinheiro esperto está no Harlow
E a lua está na estrada
Os meninos sombra estão quebrando todas as leis
E você está a leste de East St. Louis
E o vento está fazendo discursos
E a chuva soa como uma salva de palmas
Napoleão está chorando no salão de carnaval
Sua noiva invisível está no espelho
A banda está indo para casa
Está chovendo martelos, está chovendo pregos
Sim, é verdade, não ha mais nada para ele aqui embaixo
Refrão
E é o Tempo, Tempo, Tempo
E é este tempo, tempo, tempo
E é este tempo, tempo, tempo
Que você ama
E é este tempo, tempo, tempo
E todos eles fingem que estão órfãos
E suas memórias são como um trem
Você pode vê-las ficando menor a medida que se afastam
E as coisas que você não consegue lembrar
Dizem coisas que você não consegue esquecer
Esta história que coloca um santo em cada sonho
Bem, ela disse que iria ficar por aqui
Até as bandagens saírem
Mas esses filhinhos de mamãe já não sabem quando parar
E Matilda pede pelos marinheiros que estão naqueles sonhos
Ou então naquelas orações
Assim basta fechar os olhos, filho
E isso não vai doer nada
Refrão
Bem, as coisas estão bastante ruins para uma garota de calendário
Os garotos apenas mergulham para fora dos carros
E respingam pela estrada
E quando ela está em um rolo, ela puxa uma navalha
Vinda de sua bota
E um milhão de pombos caem aos seus pés
Então põe uma vela na janela
E um beijo sobre seus lábios
Até que o prato fora na janela encha com a chuva
Assim como uma estranha com ervas daninhas em seu coração
E paga o violinista até eu voltar novamente
Refrão
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Well the smart money's on Harlow
And the moon is in the street
The shadow boys are breaking all the laws
And you're east of East St. Louis
And the wind is making speeches
And the rain sounds like a round of applause
Napoleon is weeping in the Carnival saloon
His invisible fiance is in the mirror
And the band is going home
It's raining hammers
It's raining nails
Yes, it's true, there's nothin' left for him down here
And it's time time time
And it's time time time
And it's time time time that you love
And it's time time time
And they all pretend they're orphans
And their memory's like a train
You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away
And the things you can't remember
Tell the things you can't forget that
History puts a saint in every dream
Well she said she'd stick around
Until the bandages came off
But these mama's boys just don't know when to quit
And Matilda asks the sailors
Are those dreams or are those prayers?
So just close your eyes, son
And this won't hurt a bit
And it's time time time
And it's time time time
And it's time time time that you love
And it's time time time
Well, things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl
The boys just dive right off the cars and splash into the street
And when they're on a roll
She pulls a razor from her boot
And a thousand pigeons fall around her feet
So put a candle in the window and a kiss upon his lips
Till the dish outside the window fills with rain
Just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart
And pay the fiddler off till I come back again
[Outro]
And it's time time time
It's time time time
And it's time time time that you love
It's time time time
It's time time time
It's time time time
And it's time time time that you love
And it's time time time
andrew james Bunting
Lyrics
Well, the smart money's on Harlow and the moon is in the street
And the shadow boys are breaking all the laws
And you're east of East Saint Louis and the wind is making speeches
And the rain sounds like a round of applause
And Napoleon is weeping in a carnival saloon
His invisible fiancee's in the mirror
And the band is going home, it's raining hammers, it's raining nails
And it's true there's nothing left for him down here
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time, that you love
And it's time, time, time
And they all pretend they're orphans and their memory's like a train
You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away
And the things you can't remember tell the things you can't forget
That history puts a saint in every dream
Well, she said she'd stick around until the bandages came off
But these mama's boys just don't know when to quit
And Mathilda asks the sailors "are those dreams or are those prayers?"
So close your eyes, son, and this won't hurt a bit
Oh, it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time that you love
And it's time, time, time
Well, things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl
The boys just dive right off the cars and splash into the street
And when they're on a roll she pulls a razor from her boot
And a thousand pigeons fall around her feet
So put a candle in the window and a kiss upon his lips
As the dish outside the window fills with rain
Just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart
And pay the fiddler off 'til I come back again
Oh, it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time that you love
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time that you love
And it's time, time, time
andrew james Bunting
lyrics
Well the smart money's on Harlow
And the moon is in the street
The shadow boys are breaking all the laws
And you're east of East St. Louis
And the wind is making speeches
And the rain sounds like a round of applause
Napoleon is weeping in the Carnival saloon
His invisible fiance is in the mirror
The band is going home
It's raining hammers, it's raining nails
Yes, it's true, there's nothin' left for him down here
And it's Time Time Time
And it's Time Time Time
And it's Time Time Time
That you love
And it's Time Time Time
And they all pretend they're Orphans
And their memory's like a train
You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away
And the things you can't remember
Tell the things you can't forget that
History puts a saint in every dream
Well she said she'd stick around
Until the bandages came off
But these mamas boys just don't know when to quit
And Matilda asks the sailors are those dreams
Or are those prayers?'
So just close your eyes, son
And this won't hurt a bit
And it's Time Time Time
And it's Time Time Time
And it's Time Time Time
That you love
And it's Time Time Time
Well, things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl
The boys just dive right off the cars
And splash into the street
And when she's on a roll she pulls a razor
From her boot and a thousand
Pigeons fall around her feet
So put a candle in the window
And a kiss upon his lips
Till the dish outside the window fills with rain
Just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart
And pay the fiddler off till I come back again
Oh, it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's Time Time Time
And it's Time Time Time
And it's Time Time Time
That you love
And it's Time Time Time
이환규
His voice does magic to the soul~
dikbozo
A song that is uncoverable, to coin a word, like most of Tom Waits' oeuvre. He recorded this version like a simple folk tune and the intimacy of it will eventually hit you like a freight train. It is also amongst his finest work if not the finest.
Lisa Noelle
Tori Amos does a good job if you aren't looking for the rawness of Tom's voice.
dikbozo
@Lisa Noelle Her version is amongst the best if not THE best cover. Tom's is THE definitive version, full stop, period. Thanks. I wasn't aware she had covered it and I do like her stuff.
Becca Brown
This song breaks me every time I listen to it. My dad died in March after a long battle with cancer. He beat it twice, but it took him on the third go-round. I miss him so much. I miss him more everyday. It just doesn't seem like time is making it any easier. I've been through this before. My brother was taken from us four years ago. I can now think of him with a smile instead of tears. It's just different with my dad. Oh how I miss him. I miss his smile, I miss his voice, I miss his smell, I miss arguing with him, I miss teasing him, I miss his great big hugs that would engulf me because he was 6'5". I just miss everything about him. My heart hurts😥💔
Davey boy guitar
Becca Brown 💚💛💜💜💞💞💟💔💕💖💗💟💟👌
Max Miller
Lost my gran when a car hit her. O you should have heard her sing, the world became silent and hearkened with her song. I wish you strength. Death is a part of life. We just have to live with it lingering around. And hold everything beloved and dear to us in our hearts
Ruth Gunneson-Poling
I am sorry for your loss. I miss my father also. Your dad is a wonderful man and I am glad you were gifted with him.
Ruth Gunneson-Poling
I am sorry for your loss too.
Kevin Hallisey
Becca Brown that was a beautiful, sincere, heartfelt statement and I love you for sharing your feelings and baring your soul. It will get better. My dad shows up in my dreams once in a while. He doesn't speak to me ( the dead usually don't) but he DOES show up.