BabyLAon - Idiot Stare

What kind of world lets Angelyne become a billboard queen?

Late for the show 'cuz Jack Osbourne can’t in the door

Won’t play the Teazer 'cuz the sound man’s drunk

The only scene alive is overrun by power punk

All the little goths have a lunchbox filled with tears

Underage girls beg for money on Melrose dressed better than me

Want a new piercing, but don’t put it where your boss can see

I’ll listen to your demo if you listen to mine

Check out my headshot while I get you some more wine

Leno’s outside, he’ll let you make him look hip and trendy

This is what we have

This is what we want

Just a fucking clique

But it’s all we’ve got

This is what we have

Sucking in the sun

Everyone is watching us

Have all the fun

Living in Baby-LA-on

Living in Baby-LA-on

Where else on Earth can you share a sunset with most of the world?

ABC, CBS, NBC, WB

Can I get a latte with triple caffeine

Sushi with Korn, lunch with Britney

All I ever wanted was to see my name up on the screen

Gothic pretention, anal retention

What comes first, for better or worse

Traffic on Sundays, need to look both ways

Under the skirt you don’t know what you’re getting

Everyone on the West Coast thinks of only themselves

Stop and think, everyone here is from somewhere else

Gonna be a star, one day you’ll see

Everyone at home will say they knew me

Living for the day when a money shot’ll set you free

We built this town on pity