You do cartwheels for the door girl.
It's a cursed circus.
As the world revolves around her
Like a useless universe.
The mother of all pearly gates
Has talent in ambivalence
But you could get right into heaven
If you were there before eleven.
You've been in the background so long,
You're a method extra.
Another crowd of faceless cowards
Fade into the architecture.
Living at a loss in this City of Angles.
Waiting for the girl to free you from the curbside strangle.
Living at a loss in this City of Angles.
Point of view is pointless and past its prime.
It's a fine party line between parody and parity
When you count the calories burned in a moment of clarity.
And there's a dangerous carrot dangling on a snowman's salary.
Hearts of gold get melted down to gild the lilies of the valley.
Two roads diverged in Hollywood.
Why'd you take the alley?
Trying to get across in this City of Angles.
Wading in the shallow end up to your ankles.
Trying to get across in this City of Angles.
The Wild West is resting with mild exhaustion.
Ooh, living on the hip, young, and edgy.
Ooh, you couldn't make heads or tails of this place.
Ooh, flippin' coins on a corner: Do you leave or do you last here?
Ooh, you'd better call it in the air.
No one gives a toss in this City of Angles.
The lessons learned won't teach you more than the Murrieta Gang will.
No one gives a toss in this City of Angles.
You gotta jack the boss to get across.
Living at a loss in this City of Angles.
You listen to The Big Pretend while the jingles jangle.
Living at a loss in this City of Angles.
And every single soul gets double-crossed.