Dogs Of L.A. - 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 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 **** 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 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 **** 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
The **** brown reservoir is a testament to the
Dogs of l a
They hold the place like the mafia and say run
Me round again