Lyrics
Most things are over
The old world is gone
Worship death
Catch your breath
That's the west
Carry on
Where do I go after one dozen laps
Around the sun in this town
With the people it traps?
Riches and roaches
Come and go with ease
When's my cue? One more round?
One last fry, one last freeze?
Lately I've noticed that I am away
More than home more than not
In the zone's where I stay
Just like Elvis in the army
Eating dinner from a can
Saying a prayer for rock n roll
Is it gone? Do they miss me?
I live in fear of the frauds who have flown
Thru the revolving door
To a devolving throne
And I've shed more tears than I'd care to admit
For the drunk fool on my stoop
Talking so much shit
Said his goodbyes
When I paid him his cost
Scratch off card, can of beer
He said thanks and got lost
Which would he forget
If he had the choice?
Is it the look on my face or
The sound of my voice?
Just like Joyce down in Trieste
Squinting at the Grand Canal
From the bridge like he's back home
Crossing north into Monto
Lately I've noticed my hearts disavowal
Of the suffering myth
Guess I've thrown in the towel
Debt, dust and memories
To collect and trade
To the man, on the fan
And in the room where I lay
Stretching my limbs out
Till each one extends
To a place I can't see
Because the earth's surface bends
So let's plant a seed that
Grows high and devours
What is yours, what is mine
Till what's left is what's ours