Build God, Then We’ll Talk – ’11-#16
It’s these substandard motels on the (lalalalala) corner of 4th and Fremont Street
Appealing only because they are just that un-appealing
Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering
The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just a dash of formaldehyde
And the habit of decomposing right before your very (lalalala) eyes
Along with the people inside
What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Tonight tenants range from: a lawyer and a virgin
Accessorizing with a rosary tucked inside her lingerie
She’s getting a job at the firm come Monday
The Mrs. will stay with the cheating attorney
moonlighting aside, she really needs his money
Oh, wonderful caricature of intimacy
Yeah (yeah)
And not to mention, the constable, and his proposition, for that “virgin”
Yes, the one the lawyer met with on “strictly business”
As he said to the Mrs. Well, only hours before
After he had left, she was fixing her face in a compact
There was a terrible crash (there was a terrible crash)
Between her and the badge
She spilled her purse and her bag, and held a “purse” of a different kind
Along with the people inside
What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
There are no raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses.
It’s sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things
Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
It’s sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
It’s sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things
Raindrops on roses and the girls in white dresses
And the sleeping with the roaches and the taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things
This piece is based off of the song Build God, Then We’ll Talk by Panic! At The Disco. I love this song, as it has a great play on “My Favorite Things” from The Sound Of Music. If you haven’t heard this group, they’re excellent. They combine theatrics with great melodies. A lot of their music sounds like something Danny Elfman would do, and the band has named him as an inspiration. (they did a cover of his “This Is Halloween” from “A Nightmare Before Christmas”)
The Hotel St. Cloud photo is one I took, actually less than a week ago, in Cañon City, Colorado (about 85 miles from where I live).
We were visiting the Royal Gorge Bridge, which is pretty scary. At least it was for me, as I hate heights. Plus walking across a swaying bridge that’s 1000 feet above a canyon is a tad bit frightening.
Photo credits:
Hotel – me
Rose – Vastag Tamás
Textures – Rachael Towne
Texture – Rachael Towne
