dogs of l.a.
Singer:liz phair
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 painted shrine. i kissed the buddha and made him cry
i kissed the buddha and made him cry
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 raced you to the top
kicking snakes up from dusty rocks
young abe vigoda plays frankenstein
i kissed the buddha and made him cry
i kissed the buddha and made him cry
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