st：tom waits Songs Title：depot, depot Depot, depot, what am I doing here? Depot, depot, what am I doing here? I aint coming, I aint going My confusion is showing Outside the midnight wind is blowing sixth avenue Im gonna paint myself blue At the depot I

Artist：tom waits Songs Title：depot, depot Depot, depot, what am I doing here? Depot, depot, what am I doing here? I aint coming, I aint going My confusion is showing Outside the midnight wind is blowing sixth avenue Im gonna paint myself blue At the depot I watch the taxis pull up and idle I cant claim title to a single memory He offered me a key cause opportunity dont knock He has no tongue and she cannot talk Youre 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 Im on a roll just like a pool ball baby Im 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 Im on a roll just like a pool ball baby Im gonna be there at the roll call maybe At the depot The depot