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(Tom Waits/Kathleen Brennan) I like my town with a little drop of poison Nobody knows they're lining up to go insane I'm all alone, I smoke my friends down to the filter But I feel much cleaner after it rains She left in the fall, that's her picture on the wall She always had that little drop of poison She left in the fall, that's her picture on the wall She always had that little drop of poison Did the devil make the world while God was sleeping Someone said you'll never get a wish from a bone Another wrong goodbye and a hundred sailors That deep blue sky is my home She left in the fall, that's her picture on the wall She always had that little drop of poison She left in the fall, that's her picture on the wall She always had that little drop of poison A rat always knows when he's in with weasels Here you lose a little every day I remember when a million was a million They all have ways to make you pay They all have ways to make you pay From Letras Mania