Tom Waits - 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