Musica de Tom Waits, Kathleen Brennan e criacao Robert Wilson:"Woyzeck"von Georg Büchner - 2000
A Good Man (Is Hard To Find)
I lit a wooden match;
i let it all burn down I've broken every rule;
i've wrecked it all down
There are no words in the wind;
the trees are all bare
Life's mean as a needle;
but why should i care?
A good man is hard to find
A good man is hard to find
Only strangers sleep in my bed
My favorite words are good-bye
And my favorite color is red
I always play russian roulette in my head
I always play russian roulette in my head
It's seventeen black and twenty-nine red
How far from the gutter;
how far from the pew
I'll always remember to forget about you
(chorus)
A long dead soldier looks out from the frame
No one remembers his war;
no one remembers his name
Go out to the meadow;
scare off all the crows
It does nothing but rain here,
and nothing will grow
(chorus)
Written by: Kathleen Brennan and Tom Waits

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