It’s these substandard motels / On the, lalalala, corner of 4th and Freemont Street / Appealing, only because they are just that un-appealing / Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering
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This is gospel for the fallen ones / Locked away in permanent slumber / Assembling their philosophies / From pieces of broken memories
You’ve got these little things that you’ve been running from / You either love it or I guess you don’t / You’re such a pretty thing to be running from anyone / A vision with nowhere to go
Is this real life? / Is this just fantasy? / Caught in a landslide / No escape from reality
Santa, baby, please be fast / Joy to the world and all that jazz / It’s a wonderful vibe to be happy with the people you love / Yeah, yeah, yeah
Tonight we are victorious / Champagne pouring over us / All my friends were glorious / Tonight we are victorious
I’m just setting, I’m just setting a trap / And I’m not pulling, no, I’m not pulling for you / You’re just pulling at me / I’m not a betting man, but this is a sure thing
Just a dime store poet / Keeping pace, talking his face blue / Two dollar store tramps, to get a glance / A new chance at you
Whoa, oh / Whoa, oh / If you’re a lover, you should know / The lonely moments just get lonelier
All my life, been hustlin’ / And tonight is my appraisal / ‘Cause I’m a hooker sellin’ songs / And my pimp’s a record label