The Last Resort

She came from providence

The one in Rhode Island

Where the old world shadows hang

Heavy in the air

She packs through hopes and dreams

Like a refugee

Just as her father came

Across the sea

She heard about a place people were smilin

They spoke about the red man's way,

How they loved the land

And they came from everywhere

To the great divide

Seeking a place to stand

Or a place to hide

Down in the crowded bars,

Out for a good time

Can't wait to tell you all

What it's like up there

And they called it paradise

I dont know why

Somebody laid the mountains low

While the town got high

The the chilly winds blew down

Across the dessert

Through the canyons of the coast

To the Malibu

Where the pretty people play

Hungry for power

To light their neon way

And give them things to do

Some richman came and raped the land

Nobody caught 'em

Put up a bunch of ugly boxes

And jesus people bought 'em

'Nd they called it paradise

The place to be

They watched the hazy sun

Sinking in the sea

You can leave it all behind

And sail to lahaina

Just like the missionaries did

So many years ago

They even brought a neon sign

"Jesus is coming"

Brought the white man's burden down

Brought the white man's reign

Who will provide the grand design?

What is yours and what is mine?

Cause there is no more new frontier

We have got to make it here

We satisfy our endless needs

And justify our bloody deeds

In the name of destiny

and in the name of good

And you can see them there

In sunday morning

They stand up and sing about

What it's like up there

They call it paradise

I din't know why

You call someplace paradise,

Kiss it goodbye