Song of the Day: Come on Up to the House by Tom Waits

The lyrics alone are worth the price of admission, the melody is icing on the cake.

(from Wikipedia): Waits has a distinctive voice, described by critic Daniel Durchholz as sounding "like it was soaked in a vat of bourbon, left hanging in the smokehouse for a few months, and then taken outside and run over with a car."



Lyrics

Well the moon is broken
And the sky is cracked
Come on up to the house
The only things that you can see
Is all that you lack-ing
Come on up to the house

All your cryin' don't do no good
Come on up to the house
Come down off the cross
We can use the wood
You got-ta come on up to the house

(This is the chorus)
Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house
The world is not my home
I'm just a passin' thru
You got-ta come on up to the house

There's no light in the tunnel
No irons in the fire
Come on up... to the house
And your singin' lead soprano
In a junkman's choir
You got-ta come on up to the house

Doesn't life seem nasty, brutish and short?
Come on up to the house
The seas are stormy
And you can't find no port
Got-ta come on up to the house, yeah

Gotta come on up to the house
Gotta come on up to the house
The world is not my home
I'm just a passin' thru
You got-ta come on up to the house

There's nothin' in the world
that you can do
you gotta come on up to the house
and you been whipped by the forces
that are inside you
gotta come on up to the house
well you're high on top
of your mountain of woe
gotta come on up to the house
well you know you should surrender
but you can't let go
you gotta come on up to the house

Gotta come on up to the house
Gotta come on up to the house
The world is not my home
I'm just a passin' thru
You got-ta come on up to the house
Gotta come on up to the house
You gotta come on up to the houuuuuse yeeeeeeeaaaahhhhh!!!!!