Dead Loss Angeles

The plastic peaches there
On concrete beaches there
You see the leeches there
You see the leeches there
Its soft marshmallow there
Its oh so shallow there
In Dead Loss Angeles
In Dead Loss Angeles
The dredged up mastodon
Has got his glasses on
Hes never seen the shit
From the La Brea Pit
The lunar base camp there
With burning midnight lamp
They call it Frisbeeland
Its just a disneyland
Android Americans
Live in the ruins there
In Dead Loss Angeles
In Dead Loss Angeles
The dredged up mastodon
Has got his glasses on
Hes never seen the shit
From the La Brea Pit
They get the tremors there
Been given babylon
Plenty of companies
Such lonely company
I hear a symphony
Of lonely timpani
In Dead Loss Angeles
In Dead Loss Angeles
The dredged up mastodon
Has got his glasses on
Hes never seen the shit
From the La Brea Pit