Motel

A Road that ran for miles and miles
Car park filled with toothless smile’s
Neon sign buzzing in the rain
A light for all who ever is insane

Bloodshot eyes and a damp cigarette
He’s in for a night he’ll never forget

Violently screaming they all sound the same

from behind close doors, is it pleasure or pain?
Priest with some children workmen the same
They all checked in and all of them came

Full of life it will quickly drain
Belts wrapped around a deep black vain
All that go in are never the same
A human cockroach moulded by pain

Working class women all dressed the same
Muddy masked makeup hiding the vain
Short skirts and stocking,
from street corners the dames
No one needs ever anyone names

Figure of a woman tapped on the glass
He paid her the money, his assumption was crass

Cocaine wore off he started to regret
This became a night he wanted to forget

Sitting in silence he remembered his wife
He reached for the gun and took his own life.