"The Garden Of Allah" as written by and Don/corey Henley....
It was a pretty big year for fashion
A lousy year for rock and roll
The people gave their blessings to crimes of passion
It was a dark, dark night of the collective soul
Now was somewhere out on riverside
By the El Royale Hotel
When a stranger appeared in a cloud of smoke
I thought I knew him all too well

He said now that I have your attention
I got somethin' I want to say
You may not want to hear it
I'm gonna tell it to you anyway
You know, I've always liked you, boy
Cause you were not afraid of me
But things are gonna get mighty rough
Here in Gomorrah-By-The-Sea

He said it's just like home
It's so damned hot, I can't stand it
My fine seersucker suit is all soakin' wet

And the hills are burning
The wind is raging
And the clock strikes midnight
In the Garden of Allah
(In the Garden of Allah)

Nice car
I love those Bavarians, so meticulous
You know, I remember a time when things were a lot more
Fun around here
When good was good, and evil was evil
Before things got so, fuzzy
Yeah, I was once a golden boy like you
And I was summoned to the halls of power in the heavenly court
And I dined with the deities who looked upon me with favor
For my talents my creativity
And we sat beneath the palms in the warm afternoons
And drank the wine with Fitzgerald and Huxley

And they pawned a biting phrase
From tongues hot with blood
And drained their pens of bitter ink
Vainly reaching for the bottle full of empty Edens
Branded special for the ones
Who had come with great expectations
To the perfumed halls of Allah
For their time in the sun

We were stokin' the fires
And oilin' up the machinery
Until the gods found out we had ideas of our own

And the war was coming
The earth was shaking
And there was no more room
In the Garden of Allah
(In the Garden of Allah)

Today I made an appearance downtown
I am an expert witness, because I say I am
And I said, gentleman, and I use that word loosely
I will testify for you
I'm a gun for hire, I'm a saint, I'm a liar
Because there are no facts, there is no truth
Just a data to be manipulated
I can get any result you like
What's it worth to ya?
Because there is no wrong, there is no right
And I sleep very well at night
No shame, no solution
No remorse, no retribution
Just people selling T-shirts
Just opportunity to participate in the pathetic little circus
And winning, winning, winning

It was a pretty big year for predators
The marketplace was on a roll
And the land of opportunity
Spawned a whole new breed of men without souls
This year, notoriety got all confused with fame
And the devil is downhearted, baby
'Cause there's nothing left for him to claim

He said it's just like home
It's so low-down, I can't stand it
I guess my work around here has all been done

And the fruit is rotten
The serpent's eyes shine
As he wraps around the vine
In the Garden of Allah
(In the Garden of Allah)
(In the Garden of Allah)


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"The Garden of Allah" as written by John R. Corey Don Henley

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    General CommentLet's see. I never quite understood what this song was about. But just now reading the lyrics, I find that it's seemingly about the world today and how the devil has nothing left to claim because we are all such sinful and evil people.
    brain_stewon April 17, 2005   Link
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    General CommentIn his interviews Henley talks about the setting comes from a Hotel referred to as "The Garden of Allah" where the Fitzgerald's and Huxley's of the 1920's frolicked in a Bohemian lifestyle.

    The expert appearance lines I think are in reference to the media circus of the OJ Simpson trial.

    He does a backhanded jab at a pop group of the time known as "Collective Soul," when he points out it was "a lousy year for rock and roll."
    Hatzon September 19, 2006   Link
  • +1
    General CommentThe video to this features one of the last appearences of Kirk Douglas as the devil.
    ptmphon September 26, 2010   Link
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    My OpinionThis is one of Henley's deepest songs..

    The devil is holding evil people accountable for their wrong doing on this earth.
    If you are not evil, you are not being talked to by henley's devil. the gomorah-by-the-sea
    comment can refer to any Corporation, institution where wrong doing is taking place.
    The "i am an expert witness...." and data manipulation, is classic Henley. I get him
    as if I hand written the song with him. I have dedicated this song to my Coroporation
    for Discrimination and retaliation. Henley is a philosoper that thinks exactly like me
    and sings and writes about the racisim that still exits in this country.

    Liliana
    Jamber98on September 08, 2011   Link
  • -1
    General CommentI think it's: "no more room" and not "no more ruin".

    Heavy lyrics!
    Are we so sinful and evil? Maybe our biggest sin is our ignorance - letting ourselves be misled by the Gods battling each other and gathering our souls as their armies.
    I sure wish Don Henley would say a couple of words about this song! If anyone sees him, please ask him to do so ;-)
    SRangelon May 29, 2006   Link
  • -1
    General CommentBitter bitter bitter. Henley's been a disillusioned cynic since (at least) the Hotel California days. And he lets it fly full force on this tune. He's holding nothing back in terms of his distaste for modern global culture.

    Being a native Texan of his age, Henley undoubtedly heard more than his share of fire and brimstone in his younger years. And those apocalyptic references are showing more and more in his later work in not so subtle ways..."Building the Perfect Beast" being another example. And this tune is pretty much right in line with traditional Judeo/Christian philosophy in that the devil is the ruler of this world.

    There's are lines in Joni Mitchell's "Woodstock" that say:
    "We are caught in the Devil's bargain"
    "And we've got to get ourselves back to the Garden" (Eden)

    There was the innocence of the 60's with Woodstock. Then Henley wrote "The End of the Innocence". But at this point, the difference is that Henley doesn't see a way out. At least not culturally:

    "the serpent's eyes shine
    as he wraps around the vine"

    In other words...we're nearing the end of this experiment.

    I'd like to see him do a Gospel album. Maybe find something positive to sing about. Somewhere.
    jtharrison December 08, 2009   Link

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