Motel (feat. Mama Rosin) [Live]

Long distance call with the lying man

He said twenty miles from the airport is the promised land

A night in Detroit, he perfumed my ear

Come into my spot, ain't nothing to fear

I'm inside a postcard and soon I can smell

The spell of the Motel

The lying man was standing deep in the shade

Singing a sweet serenade

He's back in the 60's, Hell's Angel's parade

We were surrounded by graveyards and American flags

It was the end of the day

We walked to the room and we started to pray

So hungry, I went out to find the sushi

The Avenue was vast, a desert

Nothing but a pale girl staring at me

I'd rather meet a pervert or a human sushi

She asked me for a nickel, I asked her for a kiss

Misunderstanding, no reason for a battle

I went back to the Motel, the only light I could see

I needed a bath and bubbles around me

I vanished into the water and gently smiled

Hands in the air, I sniffed my baby's pants and lied on the side