The Waste Land

Soda Jerk
Oh, the water used to flow, but the dam was closed
Now the river runs by
Fields of salt laced with Vaseline
Under the honey-acid sky
She used to fake, for pleasure’s sake
Anything that I would buy into
Funny how things are when your scarlet-painted star
Feels the time has come to shed her blues
Baby, let it goâ€"it doesn’t matter anymore
Baby, just let it go
Won’t you just let it fall into another hole?
Don’t you just let it close
Here comes the queen in her viral limousine
Sucking her soda through a straw
Here I stand, soaked in gasoline
Hand me a cigarette and watch the show
Baby, let it goâ€"it doesn’t matter anymore
Don’t you just let it go
Just you wait for it to find another hole
Just you try to make it close
The river used to flow, but the dam was closed
Now the water crashes by
Unborn ghosts on a shore of magazines
And under a sea of angry eyes
Some would say that the ocean is a grave
I wouldn’t ever say it was mine
She stops to breathe as she floats on out to sea
The lack of years has been so unkind
Baby, let it goâ€"it doesn’t matter, out the door
Just you watch her as she goes
Down the stairs into another rabbit hole
Don’t you ever let it close…