Palisades

Read my holy war
When your sons come back for more
Fields of dying
Hearts are burning
For the Palisades
Where the drinking
Drowns the earth in flame
Grace behind me
Hearts unknowing

You're drinking money from a vase
As you're bathing in waste
Taking money from the back end
To stay in L.A.
And the day will never come
And the people are strange
But the night is always young
At the Palisades

As you dream of big stars
With nothing to gain
Yeah your head is on fire
And your bed is in flames
And you have to clean the grates
'Cause the pay isn't great
But it's worth it for a night
At the Palisades

In your solitude
Write the memories of red moons
Hands bound, feeling
Eyes unseeing
In the cattle rooms
Make a statue
To complacent fools
Eyes reverting
Hearts unburning

You're pushing tickets on the
Ghosts of your old pain
Sold your ticket back to home
For a meal and a drink
Yeah you're losing yourself
'Cause you couldn't relate
But you could make a comeback
If you suffer with grace

And you drink another glass
And you know that it's late
And the money is tight
But you're picking up dates
Yeah the music is fine
But the branding is great
Can you stand yourself sleeping
At the Palisades?

And the shadows fill your mind
With that empty space
And your dreamless nights are now
Invading your days
The illusion is mine
But the fantasy yours
That's the price you have to pay
To stay at the Palisades
Yeah they drink the blood of children
At the Palisades
If it's yours or if it's mine
Who can really say?
Everything we ever do
We do to get paid
Everybody's working for
The Palisades