Camelot Motel

(Mary Gauthier/Keri Powers)
 He's lying on the double bed acting self-assured
 In his T-shirt ana his underwear he's barely said a word
 She pours a cup of coffee lights the day's first cigarette
 Picks up the phone and call her kids from the motel kitchenette
 There's two guys moving slowly in the room across the hall
 Both their heads are pounding from last night's alcohol
 They met in a chat room then they took it here
 They both go by pseudonyms and soon they'll disappear
 Cheaters, liars, outlaws, and fallen angels
 Come looking for the grace from which they fell
 They hold on to each other in the darkness
 The morning light is hell at the Camelot Motel
 He met her at the pool hall the guys told him she was touched
 Now she's ranting and she's raving about the Devil, Christ and such
 He's thinking about the highway and the way she begged last night
 He's wishing he had blown this dump before the morning light
 Cheaters, liars, outlaws, and fallen angels Come
 looking for the grace from which they fell
 They hold on to each other in the darkness
 The morning light is hell at the Camelot Motel
 Lancelot and Guenivere bang their bedpost in my ear
 Neon lights the castle walls bug lights in the entry halls
 I lie awake with a troubled mind thinking 'bout what I left behind
 Me and the royal denizens got damn good reasons for our sins
 There's a couple counting money in room 124
 They're wrapping 10's and 20's throwing 1's down on the floor
 They're strung out and nervous, they jump at every little sound
 He keeps picking up his pistol then putting his pistol down
 Cheaters, liars, outlaws, and fallen angels
 Come looking for the grace
 from which they fell
 They hold on to each other
 in the darkness
 The morning light is hell