The Agony of Laffitte

All I ever asked of you

Was a copy of Garage Days

And to tell me the truth

Ain't no one watching you

Exit Ventura Highway

It's like I knew two of you, man

The one before and after we shook hands

Taking the calls

But in all forgetting what's been said

And after dark in a cab in L.A

Forget about the meter, man

These are salad days

Comes on the radio

Comes on and what's being said

Is you're no better than

(Sylvia)

No better than

(Sylvia)

No better than

(Sylvia)

Where you are

(Where you've been)

No better than

(Sylvia, Sylvia)

No better than

(Sylvia)

Where you are

No better than

(Where you've been)

Where you are

And where you've been

And where you've gone, oh no

Here's a mark, he's a mark on the page

Dishing out the wisdom of this reflexive age

Dotting the eyes with an eye

For defining what you were

So when you do that line tonight

Remember that it came at a steep price

And keep telling yourself

There's more to you than her

'Cause you're no better than

(Sylvia)

No better than

(Sylvia)

No better than

(Sylvia)

Where you are

(Where you've been)

No better than

(Sylvia, Sylvia)

No better than

Where you are

(Where you've been)

No better than

Where you are, where you been

And where you gone, oh no

Where you gone, oh no

No, no, no, no, no, no

No, no, no, no