Trading Snakeoil For Wolftickets

I hear you've got a pocket full of words
That you keep in the garage
Together with the feather and the fireworks
A surftown hero who's got one foot in the garden
Where the neon-lighted cocktail glasses bloom
And they built you a model airplane
Like the one that brought you back to Lindbergh field
Now you're counting your change by the streetlights on India
"Hey, it's me again, I'm faded...could I please come over?"

You can do what you want
In umbilical town
In a waterfront bar

Old gap-toothed Annie was a friend of mine
The third time around she was born again
She must have burned at least a half-a-million dollars
In the little rooms next door to wash-and-fold
And there ain't no consolation prize
There is no backdoor to innocence
Just the wild-eyed faces and names that you've forgotten
"Hey, the money's gone, I'm broken, could I please come over?"

You can do what you want
In umbilical town
In that waterfront bar

I've been dreaming we were born together
I've been thinking about it
'Been lurking backstreets-kicking down alleyways
I've been thinking about it
How it's always worse than it appears
Raskolnikov's out on the stairs
Howling at the man in the moon
They say he lost control
Between the suburbs and the barrio
Tired from too much too soon
Now the air is thick with compromises
We're always on the way
So I take comfort in the only life I know

Well you can do what you want
In umbilical town
At the waterfront bar
In umbilical town
You can do what you want
You can do what you want
You can do what you want

You can't save me from myself
You can't save her
You're lucky if you save yourself
Do yourself a favor

Loaded tongue and dirty fingers
Queen of her mother's house
Come step outside feeling full moon high
Let's see what we can live without

Fix an eye to the dimestore villain
Waiting for the wine to pour
It comes strong and thin and it tastes like sin
The love we've all been in before

A million ways to burn
I'm just looking out of this old broke window
And she's taking a turn
I'm looking out of this old broke window
And she's taking a turn

Her body lies like a landscape before you
You're selling your soul by the pound
Got snakeoil in spades for the wolftickets trade
You look but don't see me around

A million ways to burn
I'm just standing here on this old street corner
And she's taking a turn
I'm standing here on this old street corner
And she's taking a turn

I've taken all my pills
But I'm still not sleepy
Tried to trick myself into thinking
That I'm not awake
That it's only a dream
Put that cigarette out
Don't ask me no questions
Salome dancing on my wall
And the shadows on the floor
Look so warm from here
I've seen it all before
Just one little lie
But the difference is this
It meant the world to me
Don't ask me no questions
"Take the wheel" she said "as I wander"
We could leave this town
I've got all I need: spirit, hope and joy
But no one knows me
I think I lost my pills
Guess I'll take my chances
I'm looking at the telephone
But nothing happens
I am well aware
That the morning is near
Put the radio down
Don't ask me no questions

It's a custom made afternoon
With shrinking hands I can't keep to myself
Springtime...Saturday
Perfect in an easy way

And it's a custom mary sin
For angels in the dark
A lighter spark to brighten her skies
Finger feelings fingers feeling fine
Just might change this life of mine

And I'm up on inspiration drive
If you could see what I've seen
Patchwork woman sunshine suits you fine
Sleeping with her sandals on
In a California dream
I'm singing
"La-la-la-la-la-la think I'm up to something"

And on a custom made afternoon the candle she burns
The wheels turn and four eyes look away
Wood is getting tangled up in steam
Blue and hazel mix to green

And I'm up on inspiration drive
If you could see what I've seen
Patchwork woman sunshine suits you fine
Perfect in an easy way
The world behind the worlds
I'm singing
"La-la-la-la-la-la"

And I'm up on inspiration drive
If you could see what I've seen
Patchwork woman sunshine suits you fine
Sleeping with her sandals on
In a California dream
I'm singing
"La-la-la-la-la-la think I'm up to something"

I've been there - believe me
Crimes committed are unintentional
After the party we all went home alone
All the industry boys were still laughing and drinking
When I tumbled out of the place
And up on the wall
The princess of Hollywood way

The witton house is empty
Autumn came again and everyone scattered
Maybe it's better
If we don't have that last place to go
Well you said that you'd call
When you got your new number
I guess you've gone under again
There's room at the bar
For the princess of Hollywood way

Wine and forgiveness were all that we had
Wine and forgiveness are all that I need

"Go to bed" she said, "I can stand you
And that's the only thing that we have in common

If I had a nickel for every bridge that you've burned...
You're just a single malt swamp clown preparing for splashdown
The accidents know you by name"
After all, I'm the princess of Hollywood
After all, I'm the princess of Hollywood
After all, I'm the princess of Hollywood way