I've grown so tired of the same old scene
The same bleak streets, I need to see some palm trees
My head's so far underwater, I think I've got the bends
I need a place where I can grow
Where I can flourish and shine like the celebrities that I know
There's one place left for me
I'm going to L.A.
I'm going to L.A.
The land of plastic and possibility
Where narcissism pays and everyone gets played
Please, please, please, please
Take me to L.A.
I'll join a think tank for creativity
We'll pump out number ones and win awards on MTV
I'll punch some stupid paparazzi and get jailed for the day
I'm going to L.A.
The land of plastic and possibility
Where narcissism pays and everyone gets played
Please, please, please, please
Take me to L.A.
I'll go to all the parties in Beverly Hills
My friends will all be glamorous and have all the best pills
I'll be dead by thirty but that's OK, while the rest of the world goes to hell
I'll be popping bottles on Sunset Way, while lakes dry up and glaciers melt
I'm only gonna live for today
I'm going to L.A.
The land of plastic and possibility
Where narcissism pays and everyone gets played
Please, please, please, please
Take me to L.A.
The land of plastic and possibility
Where narcissism pays and everyone gets played
Please, please, please, please
Take me to L.A.