Bombay Beach

[Verse 1]
I make a little home in the East California sun,
Try to make a little cash, try to have some good clean fun.
But nothing ever lasts, and nothing turned to gold.
The sky came in real fast, nothing could be sold.
Hell or high water -- damn, guess God gave me both.
The money’s sunk in land, guess I better buy a boat.
Maybe this house is a shell. And maybe I’m all alone.
And maybe it’s a living hell, but any living hell long enough feels like home
[Chorus 1]
I keep an eye on the wonders man has made, I keep a bottle close in reach
And when the sun finally takes me, Lord, brother, won’t you help me
Won’t you take my bleached out body, and bury me down at Bombay Beach.
[Verse 2]
Maybe death moved fast, and maybe towers around me fell
But I hear those desert demons, and they got stories left to tell.
[Chorus 2]
And I’ll hear them till the day I die, they’ve got lessons left to preach
I’ll never ask why, but I live here, and I’ll die here,
And when I finally go, won’t you bury me down at Bombay Beach.
[Verse 3]
Well, Jesus come walking, down cross that Salton Sea
Like it’s Gennesereth, oh, to try and rescue me.
[Chorus 3]
Well when I finally go, Lord, don’t you dare keep heaven from my reach
Ain’t I had enough death here in the desert?
Ain’t I had enough fire, living down here on Bombay Beach?