Tom Waits - "We're All Mad Here"

"We&All Mad Here" by Tom Waits from the album 'Alice' Lyrics Hang me in a bottle like a cat Let the crows pick me clean but for my hat Where the wailing of a baby Meets the footsteps of the dead We&all mad here As the Devil sticks his flag into the mud Mrs. Carroll has run off with Reverend Judd Hell is such a lonely place And your big expensive face Will never last And you&die with the rose still on your lips And in the time the heart-shaped bone That was your hips And all the worms they will climb The rugged ladder of your spine We&all mad here And my eyeballs roll this terrible terrain We&all inside a decomposing train And your eyes will die like fish And the shore of your face will turn to bone #alice