Waits, Tom - Depot, Depot Lyrics






Depot, depot, what am I doing here?
Depot, depot, what am I doing here?
I ain't coming, I ain't going
My confusion is showing
Outside the midnight wind is blowing Sixth Avenue
I'm gonna paint myself blue
At the depot

I watch the taxis pull up and idle
I can't claim title to a single memory
He offered me a key
'Cause opportunity don't knock
He has no tongue and she cannot talk
You're gonna shuffle when you walk
At the depot

This peeping-Tom needs a peephole
And an uptempo song
To move me along
When I find this depot baby
I'm on a roll just like a pool ball baby
I'm gonna be there at the roll call maybe
At the depot

Outside the midnight wind is blowing Sixth Avenue
Oh, tell me what a poor boy to do
At the depot
I'm on a roll just like a pool ball baby
I'm gonna be there at the roll call maybe
At the depot
The depot





Other Lyrics by Artist

Rand Lyrics

Last Posts

Waits, Tom Depot, Depot Comments
  1. V.... ....

    So smooth. This entire album is a total peach

  2. S.... V....

    "Depot, Depot"

    Depot, depot, what am I doing here?
    Depot, depot, what am I doing here?
    I ain't coming, I ain't going
    My confusion is showing
    Outside the midnight wind is blowing Sixth Avenue
    I'm gonna paint myself blue
    At the depot

    I watch the taxis pull up and idle
    I can't claim title to a single memory
    He offered me a key
    'Cause opportunity don't knock
    He has no tongue and she cannot talk
    You're gonna shuffle when you walk
    At the depot

    This peeping-Tom needs a peephole
    And an uptempo song
    To move me along
    When I find this depot baby
    I'm on a roll just like a pool ball baby
    I'm gonna be there at the roll call maybe
    At the depot

    Outside the midnight wind is blowing Sixth Avenue
    Oh, tell me what a poor boy to do
    At the depot
    I'm on a roll just like a pool ball baby
    I'm gonna be there at the roll call maybe
    At the depot
    The depot

  3. I.... D....

    Its been more than 13 years that I found mister Waits. Science then I woke up couple of times at the depot, an on my way to home I sang in the night streets. Couple of times I was on the wrong side of the road, Friday found me fumblin with the blues, and I had only 29 dollars ( never had an alligator purse though). It’s a good thing to live, but it is not easy. Complete artists like Tom makes you understand that you are not alone

  4. p.... h....

    Fluffy hatz.

  5. S.... B....

    So young here.

  6. P.... P....

    This peepin' Tom needs a peephole...

  7. n.... h....

    she's beautiful as a shait

  8. J.... B....

    I wish Tom carried on singing with more of a gentle voice like this, love his music but his immensely growling voice ruins it sometimes, believe people put up with it more than they actually like it because they don't want to say a bad word against him

    J.... B....

    I really love his growling voice, more than this one. To each his own. I loved this type of bluesy smooth jazz more than his experimental music though

    J.... B....

    That’s what I thought too, until I payed close attention to his song “Anywhere I Lay My Head”. He makes the roughness into a rich fertile lome from which a a sublime garden grows.

  9. d.... ....

    What am I doin' here?

    d.... ....

    @davidsiuraneta we're all lost dude

  10. L.... G....

    At the Depooo, depo, depo, depoooouu!

  11. s.... ....

    no your not

  12. M.... ....

    Love it..i guess im a drunk bum to like this.

  13. L.... ....

    @cathiefredrickson Yeah! ^ ^

  14. C.... F....

    Oh Yah!!! Love it!!!