Welcome to El Aska

papa caught you diggin a hole in the ground
dylan, he told you to dig yourself
sissy always told you to sell, sell, sell
she's got the secret but she won't tell
mama told you never to deeply dwell
but they talk down to you in heaven and look up to you in hell
your baby tells you there's nobody else

big mouth, square jaw, something that you want more, futons, croutons, cold ones, and fresh cut lawns, got to know if you were born to entertain, give me more than piece of mind, baby just give me brain! before and after, hangin from the rafters, just swing, don't sway, welcome to L.A.

never did you think you could trust yourself
cause you never got the feelin from nobody else
a lie is just truth that's simple to sell
and lookin to your leaders has never helped
you'll find givin is a gift that we all should take
and takin is a crime so just give in takin's place
cause there's somethin wrong with the taker's taste

long year, short term, listen to your skin burn, big talk, sleep walk, outline your friends in chalk, walk away, chew your tongue, and count to ten, you'll need to pay to get it, get out, pay us again, if you think you can't live without the rain, well, New York needs you, go home if you want to complain

big town, small bet, let me hit your cigarette? long flight, big night, all you can see is lights, tug his arm and ask him where you're goin to stay, keep your little head straight, you know you'll find some place, by the water, remembered what he taught her, throw it all away, welcome to L.A.