Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Desperado & Fast Gun Annie!"
DESPERADO...mixin', fixin' lovin', leavin', runnin' - temporarily - HIDIN' - from bills, bad credit, LOVE stuff; stuff like dat? Bianco, grande Sombrero,, Lamas Cowboy boots. Key chain on Hip, Rock mount stud checkered shirt, minimal elocution: "Yah. Fuck my Dick, lend me $20, wanna shoot POOL; play Z-5: (jukebox) "Dwight Jokem!?"
Desperado: hot nights, WALL to WALL, hopin' da GAL "Saddles-UP", leaves, before a loving-connection...leading TO emotional servitude, a Creedence Clearwater HANGING; or his INNER Soul: "Los Desperado" gets out his Six-String, gets STUPID and DOWN to write some Country Classic Song? And down in the DIRT...ain't that just the way it goes?
Desperado, fish outta water! Chicago, Detroit, NYC or down town L.A.; only a misplaced wilderness that evaporates his prairie eyes in the Mall-strips, parking lots, the unpaid MOTEL rent on Ventura Boulevard, Guitar in hock for a bottle of JACK? (No song for a Heartbreak?)
Desperado! NO Wyoming, No Dakotas! No Nebraska domain, just that lonesome Greyhound Bus, TRAILWAYS, definition: Musician without Girlfriend: "Homeless", every day & night...tryin' to "check out" of the Hotel California...?
....As for Fast Gun Annie?
(In-sight-fully:) A SLIVER of Mediocrity slips into her Life: BITCH-new Gal, the NEW YOU, the new gal in town with an extended "Interest", a distinct NEW Credit Card?.... No church bell rang? -an UN-conscious TWITCH in her eye? A ring around the Roses: ATISHOO! ATISHOO!...but NOBODY don't... immediately die?
A SLIVER, a "hint" of her"LAMIAN" decline slips into place, a new wardrobe, a Chess piece, a MOVE later to be a KICK, an UN-wanted pregnancy; an internal Albatross that will drag her down, someplace, smiling, per Se? DANG! DANG! DANG! "Where gone that Man!?"
A Sliver, a blunt sword, a loaded gun, an ARGUMENT devoid of Reason..-KISSES HER, kisses her OFF: indefensible! UN-TRUE! And what she gonna DO? Clear OUT!? Join the PEACE CORPS? Marry the first Idiot who says: "I'll SUCK your pregnant concept? Become a Terrorist, re-discover her Aging Parents, plant a Vegetable garden...
....or maybe become a "Waitress"...in a DINER ("More Coffee, Dick-Breath?), meet "People"? And it's NOT the END, just "stuff", stuff movin' ON: A kiss at Midnight - she polishes the .38 Special, place it under her pillow in the Trailer - under her head - for a rainy day; a Duet, a new SPECTACULAR SONG like the Desperado SAID "IN Believin'"...for the Desperado... who's lost his way? And his pretty head of hair in her shakin' gun-sights...for that duet he would never write?
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