Tom Waits — Metropolitan Glide

Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready? Knocky Parker told Bowlegged Sal They all know how to kick it in Cal They're playing this dope and this money tune Dancing baby with a seven-mile broom Things are bulging out the rafters like hell D-d-down there at the Hush Hotel They're jumping right out of their seats Dancing to the brand new beat Do the Metropolitan Glide Do the Metropolitan Glide The floor is polished and your Momma is gone You can quake and roll and moan Twenty-nine gypsies in a Cadillac stoned Turn off the ringer on your cellular phone Whip the air like a rainbow trout Drag your tailpipe till you bottom out Do the Metropolitan Glide Do the Metropolitan Glide Do the Metropolitan Glide Do the Metropolitan Glide The low bottom of the China moon The black swan and the way too soon Ace pocket and the dog bone gone The peacock and the mean black swan The rain shower and high-heeled shoe Bombay money and I know I can do it The sinkhole and the victory dance It's in the pocket in the real tight pants Do the Metropolitan Glide Do do do the Metropolitan Glide The Metropolitan The Metropolitan Show your teeth, bray like a calf You kill me with your machine gun laugh You make me tremble with the floor that's creaking I've been ready to kaboom for a week Put on your stockings and your powder and blush Keep it all on the hush, hush, hush Do the Metropolitan Glide Do do the Metropolitan Glide Do the Metropolitan Glide Do the Metropolitan Glide The Metropolitan Do the Metropolitan Glide Do do