(randy newman karl marks the spot where tom waits before the war)   Oh why do people look at me   as though I were a freak   Oh can抰 they see that what they抮e looking at is quite unique   In fact I抎 go as far as saying I抦 something of a gem   whose qualities do not expire they simply overwhelm      If I believe the half of what most analysts now claim   Then photos of me must be put into a Zimmer frame      You can抰 make music at your age   It simply isn抰 done   Well balls to those who take that View   especially if they抮e young      Me I believe a child that misbehaves   And answers back   Would benefit for what it did   By being given a smack      (Why do people, why do people, why do people)      I抦 happy being middle-aged   Where confidence is full   When growing up my sister抯 doll   was all that I could pull      Your eyes are blue   Your eyes are green   What difference does it make?   As long as you've no more than two   And only one抯 a fake   (Why do people)      I憊e never felt the urge to burn the candle at both ends   The logic of it does indeed make very little sense   Imagine trying to place it somewhere   After it抯 been lit   With flames above it and below   There抯 nowhere it would fit   Let alone a candlestick   Let alone a candlestick