Blue Snake Lounge

She drops her weary head on the steering wheel

Greenbacks scattered on the seat

And bruises on her knees

6 a.m. sunbeam on her lipstick smeers

All night she reigns undressed

And now she comes undone

In the chilling dawn

The rainbows only glow

When they're part of the show

At the Blue Snake Lounge

Her silken skin like a precious sheet of tin

A glorious armor

Around her restless heart

She looks up at the moon in the faceless sky

Paler than her shoulder blades

Barren in the neon haze

When she takes her breaks

Buying time from selling her shrine

Where hopes are stripped aside

At the Blue Snake Lounge

It's so easy to trade

Presents for futures and heres for theres

Sell off the risk to see

What you are left to be

At the Blue Snake Lounge

Now her new hero glides off in a cloud of gold

Her hair wet with thankful tears

And cash wadded in her hand

A chance to leave

However the trip starts off

It always brings her back

To the Blue Snake Lounge

It's so easy to trade

Presents for futures and heres for theres

Sell off the risk to see

What you are left to be

At the Blue Snake Lounge