BabyLAon - Lyrics - 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 *** 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, *** 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