Lyrics Tom Waits – Cemetery Polka
Text:
Uncle Vernon
Uncle Vernon
Independent as a
Hog on ice
At the slaughterhouse
He plays accordion
For Mr. Weiss
Uncle Biltmore and
Uncle William
Made a
Million during
World War II
But they’re tightwads
And they’re
Cheap skates
And they’ll never
Give a dime to you
Auntie Mame
Has gone
Insane
She lives in
The doorway of an old hotel
And the
Radio’s playing opera and
All she ever says
Is go to Hell
Uncle Violet
Flew as a pilot
He said there
Girls in France
Now he runs a
Tidy little
Bookie joint they say
He never
Keeps it in his pants
Uncle Bill
Will never leave a will
And the tumour is as
Big as an egg
He has a mistress
She’s Puerto Rican
And I heard she has
A wooden leg
Uncle Phil
Can’t live without his pills
He has emphysema and
He’s almost blind
And we must find out
Where the money is
Get it now
Before he loses his mind
Uncle Vernon
Uncle Vernon
Independent as a
Hog on ice
He’s a big shot down there
At the slaughterhouse
He plays accordion
For Mr. Weiss