Otis and Marlena - Joni Mitchell

Marlena under Foster Grants

She’s undercover from the dawns advance

That girl is travel-drained

And the neon mercury vapor stained

Miami sky

It’s red as meat

It’s a cheap pink rose

Otis in the driver’s seat

Watches the street lights fade away

On louvered blocks in green sea air

In fluorescent fossil yards

Slippers are shuffling into folding chairs

Freckled hands are shuffling cards

They’ve come for fun and sun

While Muslims stick up Washington …

Otis empties out the trunk

On the steps of that celebrated dump

Sleazing by the sea

Bow down to her royal travesty--

In her ballrooms heads of state--

In her bedrooms rented girls--

Always the grand parades of cellulite

Jiggling to her golden pools

Through flock and cupid colonnades

They jiggle into surgery

Hopefully beneath the blade

They dream of golden beauty …

They’ve come for fun and sun

While Muslims stick up Washington …

Marlena, white as stretcher sheet

Watches it all from her 10th floor balcony

Like it’s her opera box

All those Pagliacci summer frocks

Otis is fiddling with the TV dial

All he gets are cartoons and reruns

She taps her glass with an emery file

Watching three rings in the sun

The golden dive, the fatted flake

And sizzle in the mink oil

It’s all a dream

She has awake

Checked into Miami Royal

Where they’ve come for fun and sun

While Muslims hold up Washington …

Dream on

Dream on

Dream on

Dream on

Dream on