City of angels, city of stars She shine brightest stone on that boulevard She introduced me to Jackson Brown Convertible rode me all over that town She always carried a Polaroid camera She always had that cold act glamour Well, she moved out there to

I need it now It won't get out, it won't stop He won't give up, and I won't up and go I don't know how He won't give up, but I won't up and go Somethin' is boilin', boilin' in me Someone is toyin', toyin' wi' me It don't move out, it won't leave It don't

Blowing every time you move your teeth You're an idiot, babe It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe Someone's got it in for me They're planting stories in the press Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out quick But when they will I can only

The years went by with disquieting grace A past obsession sunk without a trace I moved into winter and found my home As my boiling blood had turned to chrome

Think it through, what you gonna do about me? Oh baby, what you gonna do about me? You say it's over and you're ready to move on You want to believe all the fire is gone But I feel some hesitation, even as you leave It hasn't always been easy, you and I

How you gon' see 'em if you livin' in the fog The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog Why is it every move I make, turned out to be a bad one? Where's my guardian angel? Need one, wish I had one (I'm right here shorty and I'ma hold you down And tryin' to

Feelings you provide I know it, I know it I'm the only one out here on the night loops Eyes low, chin heavy shoegazer Moonwalkin', R.I.P. Stanley Kubrick You had you some birthdays, could you prove it? Show me the wisdom in your movement Show me some

Far away, far away Into a broken paradise surrounded by the colored lights On and on she moves Into a paradise without day and without night In the place with marmalade skies And all alone she moves In the land where the sun will never rise Carry on,

What a peculiar state, we're in Let's play a game But we'll find other pieces to the puzzles Slippin' out under the locks I could show you how many moves to checkmate right now We could take apart this life we're building And pack it up inside a box All

Yeah anybody else with any kind of sense It ain't a bar, ain't the beer, it ain't the whiskey Woulda done moved on said it is what it is Old school McGraw coming out of my doors Had to pull over, couldn't take it no more Got this thing running in park,