SCORES OF LIZARDS THRU MY MOTEL BRAIN – song lyrics
white light thru the door at Spiro’s Cafe
white white white hot sun at the heart of the day
Black Beauty’s coming soon
Delivery’s at noon
In the junkyard underneath the floor
SCORES OF LIZARDS THRU MY MOTEL
First a throb of love, then a lash of pain
Plastic yellow roses someone’s glued to the wall
Next to a picture of me
Doesn’t look like me at all
Cigar and brandy and me and Old Nick
Poster of a stripper from last year
There’s a crack in the wall and something
comes thru it
What it is I can’t exactly tell.
No sleep for a week, it’s clear as a crystal bell,
Been in the desert now for 40 days…
I walked 100 miles from jail, I haven’t
found my thrill,
With the little people sneaking thru my keyhole once again.
Roxy’s at the corner trying to get some cash,
There’s a gold stamp on it from across the sea,
Can’t seem to find that last kilo flat of hash –
Can’t wait to mix it, smoke it up with some of these!
This is a song from my nitty-gritty drug days. I haven’t recorded it yet, tho I know all the chords. So let’s see!
(C)2008-2018 by W.G. Milne (JOHNNY ROCK AND THE ANGELS)