An exercise in the manner of Tom Waits.  Sing along:

Hobo sleeps by the river.
Hobo sleeps by the river my boy.
Hobo sleeps by the riverside.
Baby sleeps in his bed.

Lose a tooth, get a dollar.
Lose a tooth, get a dollar my boy.
Lose a tooth, get a dollar bill.
Hobo just loses a tooth.

Twinkle, twinkle little star.
Sipping gin on a subway car.
Up above the world so high--
you were a diamond in your momma's eye.

Hobo sleeps by the river.
Hobo sleeps by the river my boy.
Hobo sleeps by the riverside.
Baby sleeps in his bed.


A Hobo's Lullaby

Wherein we ask the musical question: For whose sins was the scarecrow crucified?

The Scarecrow Song

She's bad, she's back, and she's blacker than ever.

Love Theme from a 1970s Drive-In Blaxploitation Movie

When a pair of adoptive parents run away from their half-dozen misfits, it's "Charles in Charge."  Laughs, love, and lessons add up to heartwarming hilarity for the whole "family."

Charles In Charge: Theme for a 1980s TV Dramedy

Nighthawks In West Sacramento

A visit from the jolly ol' spirit of Syd Barrett shows George just how depressing Christmas can be.

A Pink Floyd Christmas

When I was too young to go to school, I would stomp up and down the sidewalk, enchanted by how the morning light exaggerated the shadows of my shoes, turning them into Frankenstein's boots.

Dawn Outside the Window of a Smelly Motel Room

Sometimes the voice in your head that makes you feel like you are losing your mind is just coming from the other body in the room.

The Sound of Your Voice is Constant and Familiar Like the Rattle of the Fan In The Window

[In the manner of Johnny Cash]

My horse, my gun, and my Bible
hunt the pagan, the polluted, and the prideful.
Every whore and every liar
will be cleansed in lead and fire.

Thy will be done to everyone.  
Thy will be done.

I was reborn at Revival.
Blowing Gabriel’s horn, and calling for horse, gun and Bible.
I ride the circuit, I reveal the lesson
of the Father and Son and Smith and Wesson.

Thy will be done to everyone.
Thy will be done.

Lord, I’m so grateful that I weep.
You’ve sown this world with endless souls to reap.
When I’ve got a sinner in my sites
my horse rears back with the gunpowder crack 
and the bullet in the barrel is an angel in flight.

Thy will be done!  Thy will be done!
Thy will be done, Thy kingdom come!
With a Bible and a gun!
Thy will be done—and I’ve only just begun.

Thy will be done to everyone.  
Thy will be done.

My cell echoes with the hangman’s hammer.
Around the gallows the truly guilty will cluck and clamber.
And my legs will kick and shake,
rope will snap, and back will break.

Thy will be done to everyone.
Thy will be done.

The Good Doctor

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