I cant explain glacial motion
Or why los angeles dont drop into the ocean
I cant unfold the layers of mystery
Or piece together the tragedy of history, cause
Those lucky suckers,
They dont have to work
Make 3d billboards and big
30-foot smurfs.

Everybody wants to be naked and famous,
Everybody wants to be just like me
Im naked
And famous

I met a poet, said she didnt like the smell of it
Then took her clothes off in a restaurant for the hell of it
I met a dj who lived in seclusion
Reality and sobriety were her only delusions, and
Those lucky bastards
They didnt have to work
Make 3d billboards and big
30-foot smurfs

Dont get a nosebleed,
Dont get upset
We cant be naked and famous
Just yet
Theres a big old dollar sign
On the sunset strip
You can send your friend a postcard
It aint worth the trip

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