Just a brief stop over for my Tom Waits lyric of the day. Sometimes a scrap of lyric gets stuck in my head and I just have to hear the song. This one is from his song “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”