Artist：tom waits

　　Songs Title：jockey full of bourbon

　　Edna million in a drop dead suit

　　Dutch pink on a downtown train

　　Two-dollar pistol but the gun wont shoot

　　Im in the corner on the pouring rain

　　Sixteen men on a dead mans chest

　　And Ive been drinking from a broken cup

　　Two pairs of pants and a mohair vest

　　Im full of bourbon, I cant stand up

　　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 morgans head

　　And Im stepping on the devils tail

　　Across the stripes of a full moons head

　　And through the bars of a cuban jail

　　Bloody fingers on a purple knife

　　Flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass

　　Im on the lawn with someone elses wife

　　Admire the view from up on top of the mast

　　Hey little bird, fly away home

　　House is on fire, children are alone

　　Hey little bird, fly away home

　　House is on fire, your children are alone

　　I said hey little bird, fly away home

　　Your house is on fire, your children are alone

　　Hey little bird, fly away home

　　House is on fire, your children are alone

　　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 wont shoot

　　Im in the corner on the pouring rain

　　Hey little bird, fly away home

　　Your house is on fire, your children are alone

　　Hey little bird, fly away home

　　Your house is on fire, your children are alone