Tropicana Blues (Radio Edit) Lyrics

Your picture came down in eighty-four

Killed itself on the playground walls

And all these actors couldn't afford

The overdose and drunken brawls

Rock music makes you guys insane

Tom waits since Joan left this place

But she just hangs out, down the lane

Around the palms, where girls play at being men

A long way back for you

Don't talk about the past, you fool

A long way back for me

Get into my time in ya' dreams

She throws off her wig, she's young and sad

She stops to dance and tries to ignore

The old drunk who sat on the bed

Still snorin' down on the floor

Maybe you'll get new towels next morning

And the room maid knocks at your door

But I'll bet you'll just hear him moaning

While headin' to the liquor store

A long way back for you

Don't talk about the past, you fool

A long way back for me

Get into my time in ya' dreams

I'm a traveler in time, you know

With an open mind, I carry on

Don't need no junk, no horse in the snow

Time ain't movin, I'm driftin' back alone

He sits and waits for the night

A gun in his hand feels right

The evening show in black and white

A story that makes you laugh and cry