Hell Motel
Strapped to the hood of a rat rod
And going Nowhere fast
I want to fight and fuck and love and die
but instead I watch TV
The neon blinking vacancy light
Of the Hell Motel keeps me up at night
My bed has bugs and no Magic Hands
The immobility of the damned
I'm no bigger than a belt buckle
Carrying a row boat of woes on my back
I want to breath smoke
and see Johnny, Frank and Elvis twinkling in the christmas lights
But instead I exhale into a world of cold turkey sandwiches
televised basketball games
and an uncomfortable itch in my soul
Living under the evil eye makes my eye twitch with frantic stress
No more angels swooping in from all angles
No good matured devil on my shoulder
just cold quite stress
and the neon blinking sign of the Hell Motel
And going Nowhere fast
I want to fight and fuck and love and die
but instead I watch TV
The neon blinking vacancy light
Of the Hell Motel keeps me up at night
My bed has bugs and no Magic Hands
The immobility of the damned
I'm no bigger than a belt buckle
Carrying a row boat of woes on my back
I want to breath smoke
and see Johnny, Frank and Elvis twinkling in the christmas lights
But instead I exhale into a world of cold turkey sandwiches
televised basketball games
and an uncomfortable itch in my soul
Living under the evil eye makes my eye twitch with frantic stress
No more angels swooping in from all angles
No good matured devil on my shoulder
just cold quite stress
and the neon blinking sign of the Hell Motel