Little Victories

If you find your luck is changing for the worse and you can't find your bed You must listen very carefully to all the things she leaves unsaid Don't give me any advice cause I need it like a hole in the head This world is going all to hell and I'm already two steps ahead When you're slipping down the steep and rocky road with your shoes worn to the sole And you drop onto your ass because you think that it will ease your fall But you're picking up speed and you're heading for a smooth brick wall And all your precious little victories they don't seem to matter now at all California used to seem like paradise when you saw it on TV But the sand gets into all your dirty clothes when you're sleeping rough on Venice beach That's the kind of guy you're dealing, the one who is always out of reach And you look lovely in your pink dress though you still insist to me that it's peach Pretty soon the cops will find out where I live and be breaking down my door They got a lot of unsolved crimes that someone somewhere has to answer for And if you want to throw the book at me, go ahead cause I ain't running anymore I hear the judge is pretty fair unless you've been up in front of him before