(2011 American Trash)

She came in from Kansas on a Friday, or it could have been a Saturday, it’s been a long time. Dave and I were having a party at the place on Hamilton Way. Everyone we thought was anybody was there.

She was with Jessica. Jessica was, and still is, a safe place. Everyone’s best interest always on her mind. But, with Em, it was always a bit more of a challenge in those days. We were young. We were invincible.

The night was perfect. Everyone was in. In for the night. In for whatever. She told me to come on the porch with her and Jessica. She wanted to leave. She was going to get her way. Jessica was only leaving with her to make sure she was safe. I was pissed. I knocked over a planter and it shattered on the driveway. I acted like it was an accident. But, she could see you for exactly what you were.

The other house had cocaine. We just had cheap vodka and loud music. The other house won. Dave and I closed it down a few hours later with Jonesy.

Barely anything from that night made it into this song. But, remembering that night 5 years later was the genesis. After it came out I sent it to her. She said she absolutely loved it.

Fishnet Stockings and a Pile of Blow

Fishnet stockings and a pile of blow
She’s sitting at a piano playing so soft and slow
She said, “When the morning breaks boy I got to go”
I asked her where and she said
“I don’t know”

“But I’ve traded my reputation for lipstick and make-up”
Now she’s naked to the waist coming at me from below
Wearing nothing but fishnet stockings and a pile of blow

She said, “I got a couple of kids and they got a couple of dads
Yeah they’d hold me till the morning but I knew it’d never last
You see they all had the money and they all had the looks
But they never took their time
And still they got their hooks into me
Can’t you see?
What I’ve become is what I swore I’d never be”

Now she’s traded her reputation for lipstick and make-up
And she’s naked to the waist coming at me from below
Wearing nothing, but fishnet stockings and a pile of blow