The Dogs of L. a. — текст песни (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

Georgie, Im 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 around 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

Georgie, Im 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 around again

I wanna go again