Tom Waits Little drop of poison ( HQ)

(San Francisco 1906) I like my town with a little drop of poison Nobody knows they re lining up to go insane I m all alone, I smoke my friends down to the filter But I feel much cleaner after it rains And She left in the fall, that s her picture on the wall She always had that little drop of poison Did the devil make the world while God was sleeping You ll never get a wish from a bone Another wrong goodbye and a hundred sailors That deep blue sky is my home And She left in the fall, that s her picture o