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Remember you liked horses 
And chaining doors and locks,
Remember Bobby Sherman 
Standing waiting at the bus stop.
And I stole Alice Cooper 
When I knew that you were gone,
Window to that racket maybe,
The racket that you wrote on.
Goodbye to con job stories 
That always let you down,
Goodbye now to all that 
‘cause now you’re found.

Got up early for the papers,
Thought I looked cool in your old bells.
Remember down in Galveston 
The sand, the crabs and their blue shells.
And we came by Anaconda
And we tried to tell the truth 
To Rex and his stupid hippie glasses
Threatening to throw his cowboy boots. 
Goodbye to inland empires 
That always let you down,
Goodbye to the poison 
‘cause now you’re found.

Could have killed those coked out brothers
With their sheepish guiltless lies,
Could have lived for your son and daughter
If they could remember what you looked like.
And I’m stuck here now with the living,
With my mother and my dad,
And remember about the past and its meaning
And wonder what we might have had.
Goodbye to inland empires
That always let you down,
And goodbye now to all that
’cause now you’re found.

And goodbye to inland empires
That always left you down,
And goodbye to the poison 
‘cause now you’re found.

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Submitted on: March 25, 2019