La canción es un tema(zo) de Tom Waits:
Ese piano de viejo borracho perdedor zurcido por la vida como un calcetín viejo del que no queremos desprendernos, esa melancolía de ginebra, ron, tabaco y mujeres malas acaba rematándose con una letra excelsa, digna del más hijo de puta de los foreros.
Si no la entendeis, el vídeo la ilustra perfectamente. De todas maneras, os dejo la letra:
The piano has been drinking
my necktie is asleep
and the combo went back to New York
the jukebox has to take a leak
and the carpet needs a haircut
and the spotlight looks like a prison break
cause the telephone's out of cigarettes
and the balcony's on the make
and the piano has been drinking
the piano has been drinking...
and the menus are all freezing
and the lightman's blind in one eye
and he can't see out of the other
and the piano-tuner's got a hearing aid
and he showed up with his mother
and the piano has been drinking
the piano has been drinking
cause the bouncer is a Sumo wrestler
cream puff casper milk toast
and the owner is a mental midget
with the I.Q. of a fencepost
cause the piano has been drinking
the piano has been drinking...
and you can't find your waitress
with a Geiger counter
And she hates you and your friends
and you just can't get served
without her
and the box-office is drooling
and the bar stools are on fire
and the newspapers were fooling
and the ash-trays have retired
the piano has been drinking
the piano has been drinking
The piano has been drinking
not me, not me, not me, not me, not me
:121
Forero del todo a cien
Leyenda
Clásico
Asiduo
) de cuando era un joven heaviata. Las únicas que me sigo poniendo son las de Metallica, sobre todo (en realidad había puesto sobre todo junto porque soy un subnormal) la joya de la corona del Damage Inc tour:
Veterano
Novato de mierda