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Tom Waits - "Pony"

So it’s been four months since you last drank, because you have a criminal record.
And you’ve even caught an acute pancreatitis that you wouldn’t wish on your worst enemy.
They’re giving you your license back -
after refusing to take blood tests for ten years - and it doesn’t seem normal to them that your levels are just okay.

They pull you over, more or less at the time you see on the screen.

Blow!

You look at the cop, drunk (me), and you tell him you hope your Pony finds its way home; and you blow again.

Absolute zero!

Blow again!

Re-Zero absolute.

So my Pony protected me, and I hope that cop never forgets my look that said: "you piece of shit, you don’t know my friend Tommasino Che Aspetta, you idiot!"

Ah: don’t do like me.
You’re lucky if you get one in a hundred.
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Track 07 - Pony