Going Out West [feat. Squishface & The Captain Murphys] // COVER TOM WAITS

In many ways we're all little brown sausages lying in the sand. Enjoy this rockin' alternative take on Tom Waits: Going Out West!

Lyrics:

Well I'm going out west
Where the wind blows tall
'Cause Tony Franciosa
Used to date my ma
They got some money out there
They're giving it away
I'm gonna do what I want
And I'm gonna get paid
Do what I want
And I'm gonna get paid

Little brown sausages
Lying in the sand
I ain't no extra, baby
I'm a leading man
Well, my parole officer
Will be proud of me
With my Olds 88
And the devil on a leash

I know karate, Voodoo too
I'm gonna make myself available to you
I don't need no make up
I got real scars
I got hair on my chest
I look good without a shirt

Well I don't lose my composure
In a high speed chase
Well my friends think I'm ugly
I got a masculine face
I got some dragstrip courage
I can really knock 'em dead
I'm gonna change my name to Animal
Or maybe just Rex
Change my name to Animal
Or maybe just Rex
Change my name to Animal
Maybe just Rex

I know karate, and Voodoo too
I'm gonna make myself available to you
I don't need no make up
I got real scars
I got hair on my chest
I look good without a shirt

I'm gonna drive all night
Take some speed
I'm gonna wait for the sun
To shine down on me
I cut a hole in my roof
The shape of a heart
And I'm goin' out west
Where they'll appreciate me
Going out west
Going out west