- Lyrics
- Album list
- Singer Intro
Liz Phair
-
The Dogs Of L A
The canyon air is like a breath of fresh L.A. I was a Star Trek crew member with my Beatle boots and my Super-8 And I raced you to the top, The camera gets a stuttered shot of Me approaching the sacred shrine Where I kissed the Buddha and made him cry I kissed the Buddha and made him cry, 'Georgie, I'm your friend!' And the shit brown reservoir Is a testament to the dogs of L.A. They hold the place like the Mafia and say, 'Run me round again.' The sawed off tree-trunks stand among the living palms You were beaming as I focused in and I panned along and I Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Raced you to the top Kicking snakes up from dusty rocks Young Abe Vagoda plays Frankenstein I kissed the Buddha and made him cry I kissed the Buddha and made him cry, 'Georgie, I'm your friend!' And the shit brown reservoir is a Testament to the dogs of L.A., they Hold the place like the Mafia and say, 'Run me round again. I wanna go again.' And the shit brown reservoir is a testament to the dogs of L.A. They hold the place like the Mafia and say, 'Run me round again.'
-
|