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Was listening to this song earlier today, and heard it in a whole new way.

Picture in a Frame - Tom Waits

The sun come up, it was blue and gold
The sun come up, it was blue and gold
The sun come up, it was blue and gold
Ever since I put your picture in a frame

I come calling in my Sunday best
I come calling in my Sunday best
I come calling in my Sunday best
Ever since I put your picture in a frame

I'm gonna love you
'til the wheels come off
Oh yeah

I love you baby and I always will
I love you baby and I always will
I love you baby and I always will
Ever since I put your picture in a frame




Those of you who've been squeeing with me over the last couple of days - doesn't this sound like Ethan? (The song, not the voice, obviously.)

Can't you just imagine him lying in bed with Brona while she was dying, murmuring this for a lullabye?

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A hot summer night, fever dreams of sex, and a sermon from Pastor Tom:

Chocolate Jesus - Tom Waits

When the weather gets rough and it's whiskey in the shade
Best to wrap your Savior up in cellophane
He flows like the Big Muddy but that's okay
Pour him over ice cream for a nice parfait...


Oh man. Nobody captures the hot, lazy, strained wanting of sex like Tom Waits. I don't know if his tunes are popular with strippers, but they should be. Especially this one. It is so damn naughty...RAWR.