The text is from Tom and his wife Kathleen and goes as follows.
Cooking Up A Fillipino Box Spring Hog
by: Tom Waits
Well I hung on to marys stump
I danced with a soldiers glee
With a rum soaked crook
And a big fat laugh
I spent my last dollar on thee
I saw bill bones, gave him a yell
Kehoe spiked the nog
With a chain link fence
And a scrap iron jaw
Cookin up a filipino box spring hog
Cookin up a filipino box spring hog
Cookin up a filipino box spring hog
Spider rolled in from
Hollister burn
With a one-eyed stolen mare
Donned himself with chicken fat
Sawin on a jaw bone violin there
Kathleen was sittin down
In little reds recovery room
In her criminal underwear bra
I was naked to the waist
With my fierce black hound
And Im cookin up a filipino box spring hog
Cookin up a filipino box spring hog
Cookin up a filipino box spring hog
Dig a big pit in a dirt alley road
Fill it with madrone and bay
Stinks like hell
And the neighbors complain
Dont give a hoot what they say
Slap that hog
Gotta roll em over twice
Baste him with a sweeping broom
You gotta swat them flies
And chain up the dogs
Cookin up a filipino box spring hog
Cookin up a filipino box spring hog
Cookin up a filipino box spring hog
Rattle snake piccata with grapes and figs
Old brown betty with a yellow wig
Taint the mince meat filagree
And it aint the turkey neck stew
And it aint them bruleed
Okra seeds though she
Made them especially for you
Worse won a prize for her
Bottom black pie
The beans got to thrown to the dogs
Jaheseus christ I can always
Make room when theyre
Cookin up a filipino box spring hog
Cookin up a filipino box spring hog
Cookin up a filipino box spring hog
Cookin up a filipino box spring hog
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