Story Behind The Song

Wrote this when Amy Winehouse died...after Jimi, Janis,Elvis,Michael...before Whitney. We all know folks that can't say yes to life.....

Lyrics

The Last Resort
w/m Billy Jim BakerBMI
I arrived with habits and baggage
That's how I traveled
You did'nt bother to throw me a rope
Unless the ends were unravelled
So I'm driving too fast through dark cloud radio reports
Saw a sign, next exit, alcoholic, anorexic
You're abused, confused, you don't know what to call it
We accept the lost, the lonely, with nothing to lose
Come as you are
To The Last Resort

The clerk was a jerk at check in
Dared me to use my real name
We feature a fools pool
High dive and drown in your shame
Then the bellhop lit a match, and unlocked the latch
To this dark tourist court
We don't allow sun or hope in
So the shades don't open
Choose your addictions here
They're not afflicitions
We love the lost, the lonely with nothing to lose
Be who you are
At The Last Resort

Skeletons in the closet, came out to play...Drag queen maids swayed and swept the room with perfume and after shave...I called the desk, and made a request for a sober escort...He said, "she's too stoned to drive, you go alone"...At The Last Resort

I was packing my problems and pills
There appeared a vain valet
You got a big bill, you always will
But you signed in to stay
You swapped your soul for what you owed
At the end of a road, that always came up short
For all your excesses, management expresses
It's desire to turn up the fire
We keep the lost, the lonely, with nothing to lose
You were who you are
At The Last Resort