Post by troublkepnyerhedup on Feb 20, 2005 6:18:35 GMT -5
The similarities between these two songs are striking: lyrics, meaning, cadence, tempo, instrumentation, everything.
The Piano Has Been Drinking (Not Me) - Tom Waits
The piano has been drinking, my necktie is asleep
And the combo went back to New York, the jukebox has to take a leak
And the carpet needs a haircut, and the spotlight looks like a prison break
And the telephone's out of cigarettes, and the balcony is on the make
And the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking...
And the menus are all freezing, and the light man's blind in one eye
And he can't see out of the other
And the piano-tuner's got a hearing aid, and he showed up with his mother
And the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking
As the bouncer is a Sumo wrestler cream-puff casper milktoast
And the owner is a mental midget with the I.Q. of a fence post
'Cause the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking...
And you can't find your waitress with a Geiger counter
And she hates you and your friends and you just can't get served without her
And the box-office is drooling, and the bar stools are on fire
And the newspapers were fooling, and the ash-trays have retired
'Cause the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking
The piano has been drinking, not me, not me, not me, not me, not me
Sunrise Always Listens - Paul Westerberg
Talking to myself again
My sentences ramble at great length
And I believe I have just started
To bore the only guy who's listening
And the sunset
And the lampshade
And the TV and the bed
But the sunrise always listens
The sunrise always listens
Somtimes she even finishes
My sentences
And I don't need a skywriter
To make graffiti in your sky
Your world is a balloon to me
I'll poke a hole
And see what's inside
I bored a sunset
And a lampshade
And a TV
Then a bed
But a sunrise always listens
Yes sometimes she'll even finish
My sentences
Like I want her (back) yeah
And she starts to laugh
And throws back her golden head
Talking to myself again
My sentences ramble my sentiment
I believe I've started
To go out of my head
And there's no one here
To hear just what I've said
But the sunrise always listens
Yeah the sunrise always listens
Yeah the sunrise even finishes
My sentences
Yeah the sunrise always listens
The shop talk about finishing sentences and spotlights. Waits describes a club, Westerberg his basement/bedroom. Inanimate stuff doing stuff/getting bored, in a litany of "and the" lines. Wait's kicker (piano has been drinking/not me, not me, not me) vs. Westerberg's line "I believe I have started to go out of my head."
The Piano Has Been Drinking (Not Me) - Tom Waits
The piano has been drinking, my necktie is asleep
And the combo went back to New York, the jukebox has to take a leak
And the carpet needs a haircut, and the spotlight looks like a prison break
And the telephone's out of cigarettes, and the balcony is on the make
And the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking...
And the menus are all freezing, and the light man's blind in one eye
And he can't see out of the other
And the piano-tuner's got a hearing aid, and he showed up with his mother
And the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking
As the bouncer is a Sumo wrestler cream-puff casper milktoast
And the owner is a mental midget with the I.Q. of a fence post
'Cause the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking...
And you can't find your waitress with a Geiger counter
And she hates you and your friends and you just can't get served without her
And the box-office is drooling, and the bar stools are on fire
And the newspapers were fooling, and the ash-trays have retired
'Cause the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking
The piano has been drinking, not me, not me, not me, not me, not me
Sunrise Always Listens - Paul Westerberg
Talking to myself again
My sentences ramble at great length
And I believe I have just started
To bore the only guy who's listening
And the sunset
And the lampshade
And the TV and the bed
But the sunrise always listens
The sunrise always listens
Somtimes she even finishes
My sentences
And I don't need a skywriter
To make graffiti in your sky
Your world is a balloon to me
I'll poke a hole
And see what's inside
I bored a sunset
And a lampshade
And a TV
Then a bed
But a sunrise always listens
Yes sometimes she'll even finish
My sentences
Like I want her (back) yeah
And she starts to laugh
And throws back her golden head
Talking to myself again
My sentences ramble my sentiment
I believe I've started
To go out of my head
And there's no one here
To hear just what I've said
But the sunrise always listens
Yeah the sunrise always listens
Yeah the sunrise even finishes
My sentences
Yeah the sunrise always listens
The shop talk about finishing sentences and spotlights. Waits describes a club, Westerberg his basement/bedroom. Inanimate stuff doing stuff/getting bored, in a litany of "and the" lines. Wait's kicker (piano has been drinking/not me, not me, not me) vs. Westerberg's line "I believe I have started to go out of my head."