Desperados Under The Eaves

Desperados Under The Eaves
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 mmm...
Look away
(Look away down Gower Avenue, look away)
La canción 'Desperados Under The Eaves' de Warren Zevon te sumerge en la atmósfera melancólica de un hotel en Hollywood. La letra retrata la soledad del narrador, sentado en el Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel con su taza de café vacía, reflexionando sobre las margaritas saladas de Los Ángeles que planea beber....