1. Monday, August 18, 2003

    Tom Waits 


    Island Records

    “Franks Wild Years”

    (Waits, 1983)

    Well Frank settled down in the Valley

    and hung his wild years

    on a nail that he drove through

    his wife’s forehead.

    He sold used office furniture

    out there on San Fernando Road

    and assumed a $30,000 loan

    at 15 1/4 % and put down payment

    on a little two bedroom place.

    His wife was a spent piece of used jet trash,

    made good bloody marys,

    kept her mouth shut most of the time.

    Had a little Chihuahua named Carlos

    that had some kind of skin disease

    and was totally blind.

    They had a thoroughly modern kitchen,

    self-cleaning oven (the whole bit).

    Frank drove a little sedan.

    They were so happy

    One night Frank was on his way home from work,

    stopped at the liquor store,

    picked up a couple Mickey’s Big Mouths,

    drank ’em in the car on his way

    to the Shell station.

    He got a gallon of gas in a can,

    drove home, doused everything in the house,

    torched it.

    Parked across the street, laughing,

    watching it burn, all Halloween orange

    and chimney red

    then Frank put on a top forty station

    got on the Hollywood Freeway,

    headed north.

    Never could stand that dog.