Looking for a high,
hoping for a lay.
Working two jobs,
for not enough pay.
It’s the first again,
can’t pay the rent.
Been chasing tail.
I
t all got spent.
Loser, user, and
parasite friends,
hang with me ‘til
all
money spends.
Night after night,
I go home alone
to cybersex with
my smart phone.
Came to the Keys
to find paradise.
But what I found
was not so nice:
A big black hole,
known as Duval,
sucked me in bad,
caused me to fall.
Broken, not broke,
pawned my guitar.
Took all the coins
from the Mason jar.
Bought me a ticket.
Put on my shoes.
Got those “gettin’
out of Key West on
a Greyhound” blues.