L.A. Wants Me Dead

It feels like LA wants me dead
Like the Sun and the trees and the sex have gone straight to my head
It feels like Hollywood wants my neck
In a noose is a girl in a pool with a brand new set

Yeah, I'm not taking Mulholland Drive (Mulholland Drive)
It's still backed up from the last landslide
And I'm not changing my attitude (my attitude)
'Cause this town may be yours but, baby, it's mine too (it's mine too)

(Ah)
(Ah)

There's some coke in the drawer if you wanna stay
There's a demon in the club and it knows my name
There's somebody with an axe on the interstate
I wanna go shopping
There's a crash on the corner of the culminate
There's a fire in the park, can I masturbate?
And it's eat or be eaten, yeah, it's just the way
I wanna go shopping

Ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah

It feels like LA wants me dead