Desperados Under the Eaves — текст песни (Warren Zevon)

Written By Warren Zevon
published by Warner-Tamerlane/Darkroom Music BMI, 1976


I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel
I was staring in my empty coffee cup
I was thinking that the gypsy wasn`t lyin`
All the salty margaritas in Los Angeles
I`m gonna drink `em up

And if California slides into the ocean
Like the mystics and statistics say it will
I predict this motel will be standing until I pay my bill

Don`t the sun look angry through the trees
Don`t the trees look like crucified thieves
Don`t you feel like Desperados under the eaves
Heaven help the one who leaves

Still waking up in the mornings with shaking hands
And I`m trying to find a girl who understands me
But except in dreams you`re never really free
Don`t the sun look angry at me

I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel
I was listening to the air conditioner hum
It went mmmmmm..
........................... Look away..........................................
(Look away down Gower Avenue, Look away....)