“Loser’s Palace” – by Kent Mayhew (1999)

Cold, dark night, not a star was out
Down at the bar where the creatures hang out
Sipping from glasses as time slowly passes
And cackling about the faces they’re in
The parking lot sparkles from yesterday’s bottles
This is Loser’s Palace
Pay the cover and come in

He lives outside of L.A.
Room 210, the Holiday Inn
Gives you all his cocaine in trade, honey, for your conversation
He’ll say come and set here in the bed
And has he proceeds to fill your head
This is Loser’s Palace
Pay the cover and come in

Copyright 1999 Kent Mayhew