The Briar Fields: The Last Night in Hollywood

The Last Night in Hollywood


Well we were catnip’ed in the temple
We were thrown out to the street
With your back like a bow of bamboo
And my suitcase starting to leak
Yes, I pawned my return ticket
For this gimmick we received
So do you know a place to sleep tonight?
I have nowhere left to leave

In this town everything’s contagious
And we have none of the vaccines
The soul collectors stalk us from the roofs
With their hungry flash machines
And all the living organ donors
With their wheelchairs and popup books
Call for us in seppuku alleys
Waving their spines on silver hooks

Cause it’s the last… night… in Hollywood
Feel like the last… man… on the moon…
Seems that all we recall
About the good times, baby
Is how… they went away too soon

Yes, I came out here an actor
But all that’s wanted these days are stars
So I rode the wave until it crashed
In the backroom of a raw bar
Where all the salamander women fell
Into those hungry whalers' arms
Up in the lofts and on the futons
With their alcoholic charms

The doctor from the airport bathroom
In eugenics he did believe
Complimentary hysterectomies
All of his patients did receive
And when he saw she was an Indian
He sent the sailors for towels and glue
We started backing into the corner
As she started to turn blue

It felt like the last… night… in Hollywood
Feel like the last… man… on the moon…
Seems that all we recall
About the good times, baby
Is how… they went away too soon

Tried to get a job at the factory
Turning wheels for the machine
There were rows and rows of zombies
They only paid them Vaseline
They said that ‘we don’t need your looks
Your thoughts, your eyes that sill can see
Why aren’t you out their with your brothers
Fighting to defend the free?

Faceless drones hand out the pamphlets
All their thoughts are memorized
And the drag queen bee watches her flock
With incinerators in his eyes
I wish that I could wear that uniform
Like the man who was before
But I left him at the alter
With his dagger robed with gore

It felt like the last… night… in Hollywood
Feel like the last… man… on the moon…
Seems that all we recall
About the good times, baby
Is how… they went away too soon

While taking shelter by a dumpster
I realized I don’t know your name
As the studio empires all burned down
Trying to copyright the flame
And the white kids all in war paint
Getting their revolution fix
Attacked the show window next to us
Giving the manager the shits

We couldn’t stay there any longer
I lost the thought I tried to say
As you pulled me into a taxi
And we made our getaway
And as the swarm began to die down
I turned to you my – thought realized
And I saw your sickly body
And the sadness in your eyes

Lord, we were catnip’ed in the temple
We were thrown out to the street
With your back like a bow of bamboo
And my suitcase starting to leak
Yes, I pawned my return ticket
For this gimmick we receive
So do you know a place to sleep tonight?
I have no one left to leave

Cause it’s the last… night… in Hollywood
Feel like the last… man… on the moon…
Seems that all we recall
About the good times, baby
Is how… they went away too soon