What's that racket? A wounded beast bellowing over the primeval swamp? A circus band tumbling off a cliff? Oh, right – it's the new Tom Waits song. The kickoff to Waits' forthcoming 17th studio album is a gloriously ramshackle thing, with pop's greatest living vaudevillian pushing his drunkard's bleat over a honking baritone sax and a clattering oompah beat. The lyrics are total nonsense, and pure genius: "I'm the one with the gun/Most likely to run/I'm the car in the weeds/If you cut me, I'll bleed/You're the same kind of bad as me."
Listen to "Bad As Me":