DAMMIT!
And I didn't even like the damn singer.
Anyway, the lychee martini I had last night kinda wore away the sorrows of the week (don't laugh it's more true than you think) so although I had planned to, I can't whine anymore.
But seriously speaking, I think the past week has been simply disgusting for a lot of us. I don't quite understand how things got this way, but to reach the stage whereby I'm doing work every minute and every secondI... now that is something i am NOT used to.
It's exhausting not to procrastinate and slack.
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Found a very curious bunch of lyrics by typing in Singpaore+lyrics into Google. Interesting song:
TOM WAITS lyrics -
"Singapore"
We sail tonight for Singapore
We're all as mad as hatters here
I've fallen for tawny moor
Took off to the land of Nod
Drank with all the Chinamen
Walked the sewers of Paris
I danced along a colored wind
Dangled from a rope of sand
You must say goodbye to me
We sail tonight for Singapore
Don't fall asleep while you're ashore
Cross your heart and hope to die
When you hear the children cry.
Let marrow bone and cleaver choose
While making feet for children shoes
Through the alley
Back from Hell
When you hear that steeple bell
You must say goodbye to me.
Wipe him down with gasoline
Till his arms are hard and mean,
From now on boys this iron boat's your home
So heave away boys.
We sail tonight for Singapore
Take your blankets from the floor
Wash your mouth out by the door
The whole town is made of iron ore
Every witness turns to steam
They all become Italian dreams
Fill your pockets up with earth
Get yourself a dollar's worth
Away boys, away, boys, heave away
The captain is a one-armed dwarf
He's throwing dice along the wharf
In the land of the blind,
the one-eyed man is King
So take this ring
I just think the lines I highlighted seem to mean more than Tom Waits expected it to.
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