An Airport Bar

It seems like I've been here forever

Killing time in an airport bar

I see a tourist

With a face like a razor

Eyes like an insect

Body like cancer

All the hostesses

Feel the shame in what they do

All the travelers just say "you're welcome, sir"

It seems like I've been here forever

Killing time in an airport bar

I watch the waitress

I wonder when she's free

But I don't really like her

And I don't think she likes me

'cause I am part of the furniture

Part of the furniture

Body hairs on the course of women

That scream, "That's not so bad", they say

Nails form spirals, helter skelters

Thoughts, tree-lined streets wear brick houses

Suburban urges, disconnections

"I hope you find your way, sir"

Junkies, drunkies, queers, diseases

Electric hating dying eyes from

Far away, didn't I say

It seems like I've been here forever

Killing time in an airport bar

Killing time in an airport bar

Killing time in an airport bar

Wish we were here

It seems like I've been here forever

It seems like I've been here forever

Killing time in an airport bar

Killing time in an airport bar

Killing time in an airport bar

Killing time in an airport bar