lana the bee

stepped into a room full of madness
a slack lounge stuck inside of new orleans
costume night and Lana said she was a bumble bee
her gentleman friend offered stripper dust and shots for free

the band held command and doused out too-loud conversations
i thought too loud of you and drank through my justifications
why you weren’t there, caught lost in the air, still no answer
my cigarette burned, you were more malignant than cancer

Lana said “im’ma blow this town and work the show”
follow Kiss, tat her tits and get her demo on the radio
she played the drums, loved Eric Carr, said he fucking ruled
her trailer park twang had a funny little sting and had me fooled

so madness struck twelve and the band did fade
salt-shaker applause, a girl wrapped in gauze, just another day
Lana the bee, her gentleman friend and me
why you weren't there is why gaslights hugged hot scenery