Last Hotel

In the realm of sinking ferries

Here we are, here we are

There is where you often find me

Here we are, here we are

Down the road, apothecaries

Here we are, here we are

Do the twist around the quay

Here we are, here we are

A county of the innocents

Pitching backward in the bog

Ravens at the Rave'n'Go tents

A Christmas Sears catalog

Stretched as if from mast to map

There we go, there we go

A line of current wire can't cross

There we go, there we go

Lath and plaster oozing sap

There we go, there we go

Sailors strapped with yards of floss

There we go, there we go

A country of dead-slow descendants

Clutching bag full, down the caste

Petrified like wounded penguins

When Dallas says, "You're here at last"

Now you dig just what I'm hearing

Here at last

Every day's a sweet refrain

Here at last, here at last

Angels sing and jangle earrings

Here at last, here at last

Lovecoats clatter through the frame

Here at last, here at last

A gospel of the residents

Spin the Bible and kiss yourself

A dwelling for all occupants

Deliverance, our last hotel