Liz Phair - The Dogs Of L.a. lyrics

The canyon air is like a breath of fresh L.A. I was a Star Trek crew member with my Beatle boots and my super-8 And I raced you to the top The camera gets a stuttered shot of me approaching the painted shrine I kissed the Buddha and made him cry I kissed the Buddha and made him cry Georgie, I'm your friend And the sh** brown reservoir is a testament to the dogs of L.A. They hold the place like the Mafia and say, run me around again The sawed-off tree trunks stand among the living palms You were beaming as I focused in and I panned along And I raced you to the top Kicking snakes up from dusty rocks Young Abe Vigoda plays Frankenstein I kissed the Buddha and made him cry I kissed the Buddha and made him cry Georgie, I'm your friend And the sh** brown reservoir is a testament to the dogs of L.A. They hold the place like the Mafia and say, run me around again I wanna go again