Decadent Town Lyrics

Decadent town in the southwest Blistered decadent town Hairy, unwashed, souless question mark Of a decadent town You pull me into your decadence Every time I pass through But deep in the guts of your deep, deep past From somewhere the decadence grew I knew a guy in your decadent town He worked strip clubs most of the time He barely understood English But he could sure scrap for a dime Oh, he could sure make a decision He changed his name six times I knew And by the time he was ready to die He was richer then even the Jews I knew a woman named Frida She came to you late in her life But she gave you her blood and when she was through She had stolen another man's wife Oh, God all the people I've known there Rebecca who thought she could sing And Annie and John and Larry and Kate Not a one of them's gotten a thing Decadent town in the southwest Decadent town Where heroin's sugar and liquor is breakfast And nobody gives a damn Decadent preachers who live there Hypocrites, every one And liars and thieves and at least one I knew of Who cut off some gangster's thumb You might think I'm heaping abuse now You might think I'm going too far But hell I don't even dislike 'em It's just someplace I pass in my car Decadent town that rose from the ashes That's some old mythology I think And if you should visit this decadent town On me have a decadent drink Oh decadence, what is it anyway Just a word that some preachers out east Made up so that folks who had more fun than them Might stop having such a nice feast Myself, I like that decadent town That town in the baking southwest That gets in your bones if you stay there too long That's why I'm continuing east And I'll find my own little decadent town Wherever I happen to land Might be in the mountains or down by the sea Myself, I hope it's in the sand