Barstow Barstool
(B. Malkus)



hush up your new ways
i don't want to stay here no more
face down on this floor
out here in barstow, california
how many more 'til i get to go
and won't you be there for me
just to step in line
and heed my hell to pay

in barstow on a barstool
with something to right down in bakersfield
but they tore down that blackboard
this i know
between the angels and sin city
the mojave takes so many
like the rounder gal who burns you on the road

chorus:
it's not so elating
it's all relating
to my sinful mind it seems
i best be gettin' gone
but i'm stuck here sittin' on
this barstow barstool
making it up to me

so go on lay into me
i crossed that fault line here for sure
deep inside the border
out here in barstow, california
you broke the drunk
who done drunk you broke
two time zones cushion me
on the sunken bed in which i now must lay