Unfolding Above Celibate Moon (Los Angeles Nursery Rhyme)

Lyrics

Weakness, I wouldn't pay them any mind Not to what Hollywood says or what Hollywood does You see it's no good trying to be someone you're not Half-baked prejudice, capture the flag It seems that I'll be your mirror, I'm still your fag The drugs out here are too strong or they're never enough And when Annabelle cried for the sixth time I fled to the stoop to take in nursery rhyme Unfolding above celibate moon that would hide away Right there in front of me Annabelle said, "Back inside. What you want with the moon?" Covered up in television interview smoke I could be in LA, Ma, I really don't know Anyway, it's somewhere there's no telling who does the selling and who gets straight bought Lately, the stars have all been swallowed by the clouds and The charlatan whispers replaced by the sound of your castaway cry Neither lost nor found but forever learning These days I take my time (maybe too long) and shine my shoes first As the wine stains me toothless, and your crying don't hurt The lie that takes me home could well wrap around the earth As your eyes speak of darts in the sky we through ages before We through ages before We through ages before We through ages before