"SONG 3"
Come join
the band
Come shag
the damned
God I blow
them away
A heart
of chrome
A broken
home
I got
plenty to say
Who ya
doin’
Don’t spoil
my day
A bigger
better offer baby
Is on
it’s way
You gotta
love LA
I feel
gigantic
Gonna burst
a vein
I’m stoppin’
traffic
Cause they
dig the fame
And I’m
just the same
Sorry ba-baby
Haven’t seen
you lately
Do you
still give it away
So get
my peeps
To call
your peeps
Cause we’ve
got nothing to say
Don’t feed
the models
Don’t look
(at) the police
Don’t go
to Crenshaw Bouli
Cause Wally
can’t get fleeced
Gotta love LA
I feel
gigantic
Gonna burst
a vein
I’m stoppin’
traffic
Cause I dig
the fame
I’m hearing
voices voices
Like a
jumbo jet
Too many
choices choices
Gotta love LA
Californ-i-a
Who ya
doin’ baby
Don’t spoil
my day
You’ve been
gloating lately baby
And I dig
LA
Got nothing
to say
I feel
gigantic
Gonna burst
a vein
I’m stoppin’
traffic
Cause I dig
the fame
I’m hearing
voices voices
Like a
jumbo jet
Too many
choices choices
Gotta love LA
Californ-i-a
"Escapology"
2002
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