Bad Year At UCLA -

She packed her sweaters and took a ride

And wrote «you lose» between all the lines of the L.A. Times

And should you follow her car upstate?

It’s a long drive up and a long way down off the Golden Gate

It fits as good as your clothes

You’re wondering if pain so beautiful should earn a happy ending or so

You wish she’d let you know

What will you do now for fun in bad weather?

Will you be lonely forever and ever?

It’s a bad year, the hard liners say

For tragic heroes at U.C.L.A

You look so cool with your young man’s charm but you’re so distracted

The world leans on its boyfriend’s arm

You spend too much time chasing clouds away

And you wind up working in someone else’s rainy day

It’s so tough.

You need a little push: You need a little stroke

A punch line that’s more than just a bad joke

A toy you never broke

What will you do now for fun in bad weather?

Will you be lonely forever and ever?

It’s a bad year, the hard liners say

For tragic heroes at U.C.L.A