Jockey Full Of Bourbon Lyrics - Moxy Fruvous

originally by Tom Waites 

Edna Million in a drop dead suit 

Dutch Pink on a downtown train 

Two-dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot 

I'm in the corner on the pouring rain 

Sixteen men on a dead man's chest 

And I've been drinking from a broken cup 

Two pairs of pants and a mohair vest 

I'm full of bourbon, I can't stand up 

Chorus: 

Hey little bird, fly away home 

Your house is on fire, children are alone 

Hey little bird, fly away home 

Your house is on fire, your children are alone 

Schiffer broke a bottle on Morgan's head 

And I'm stepping on the devil's tail 

Across the stripes of a full moon's head 

And through the bars of a Cuban jail 

Bloody fingers on a purple knife 

Flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass 

I'm on the lawn with someone else's wife 

Admire the view from up on top of the mast 

Chorus 

I said, Chorus 

Yellow sheets on a Hong Kong bed 

Stazybo horn and a Slingerland ride 

"To the carnival" is what she said 

A hundred dollars makes it dark inside 

Edna Million in a drop dead suit 

Dutch Pink on a downtown train 

Two-dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot 

I'm in the corner on the pouring rain 

Chorus