Golden G String

I woke up in Montecito

I was thinking about my life

And the questions made more questions

Staring out into the night

Yes, I've worn the golden G-string

Put my hand into hellfire

I did it all to make you love me

And to feel alive

Oh, that's just the world that we're living in

The old boys hold all the cards, and they ain't playing gin

You dare to call me crazy, have you looked around this place?

I should walk away

Oh, I should walk away

But I think I'll stay

There are layers to this body

Primal sex and primal shame

They told me I should cover it

So I went the other way

I was trying to own my power

Still I'm trying to work it out

And at least it gives the paper

Something they can write about

And, oh, that's just the world that we're living in

The old boys hold all the cards, and they ain't playing gin

And you dare to call me crazy, have you looked around this place?

I should walk away

Oh, I should walk away

But I think I'll stay

So, the mad man's in the big chair

And his heart's an iron vault

He says, "If you can't make ends meet, honey

It must be your fault"

We all focus on the winners

And get blinded by their shine

Maybe caring for each other's

Just too 1969

But oh, that's just the world that we're living in

The old boys hold all the cards, and they ain't playing gin

And you dare to call me crazy, have you looked around this place?

I should walk away

Oh, I should walk away

But I think I'll stay

And I think I'll stay

I just can't walk away

So, I think I'll stay

I can't walk away