Pay Me

Pay Me - Tom Waits (汤姆·威兹)

They pay me not to come home

Keeping me stoned

I won’t run away

They say it’s easy to get stuck in this town

Just like Joan

You know I gave it all up for the stage

They fill my cup up in the cage

It’s nobody’s business

But mine when I’m low

To hold yourself up is not a crime here you know

At the end of the world

And I kick my foot at the lights

I breathe it in all night

There’s a light on a canvas tree

And money from home supporting me

They pay me not to come home

I will eat crow

I’ll stay away

And though all roads will not lead you home my girl

All roads lead to the end of the world

And I sewed a little luck up in the hem of my gown

The only way down from the gallows is to swing

And I’ll wear boots instead of high heels

And the next stage that I am on it will have wheels