Los Angeles
she had to leavelos angelesall her toys wore out in blackand her boys had tooshe started to hate every nigger and jewevery mexican that gave her lotta shitevery homosexual and the idle richshe had to get outto get outto get outto get outto get outshe gets confusedflying over the datelineher hands turn red
cause the days change at nightchange in an instantthe days change at nightchange in an instantshe had to leavelos angelesshe found it hard to say goodbye to her own best friendshe bought a clock on hollywood blvd the day she leftit felt sadit felt sadit felt sadshe had to get out
to get outto get outto get outto get out