Tom Waits seizes the poetry from our collective subconscious and serves it to us like a stiff drink... and when we hear the lyrics, we recognize them... like the melancholy story of a dearly departed lover...

Happy Birthday to Tom Waits... his lyrics are the poetic narrations of our collective subconscious through a lens of noir, wet, neon, and smoky glances...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aEj-mrwwaxo&feature=share