The final day of
December, I feel like
Huckleberry
Finn
Holding on to a stranger
Bringing a new year in
So why do my prayers
go unanswered?
Why is the coffee shop empty?
Why are there no go -go dancers?
Why does the snow -keeper
fall in as I say
Goodbye
Sun
Valley
Past the monkey puzzle tree
And a wounded millionaire asleep
In a house painted
Pu erto
Rican style
With a come on baby neon sign
Like a mystical vision
And a cosmic vibration
I covered my eyes
and made for the station
Because they offer you gold
just to watch you grow old in
Sun
Valley
While I took the train to
some place seedy
Dressed up like
Yankee
Doodle
Deedee
But I found the world was
round and greedy
So I checked into the home for the sick and needy
Thank you very
The calendar turned to spring
Just in time to see me lose everything
I ever wanted, needed,
but funnily I felt happier than I was meant to be
I walked away from money I
turned my back on sin
Said, au revoir, sun valley, see ya later,
hopeful, very fit, gone are the days
Go -go dancers, but that's okay,
I am happy, I don't have to pray
I don't need answers,
cause I've got the devil in me
Not the devil, I'd be in sun valley