We had fun in the sun but now you’ve thrown it away tossing out the baby with the bathtub these dogs have strayed you’ll never know how hard I tried to keep my worries in line but they’re all bastards
gone are the good old days of painting young courtney pine listened to the taunts and the shouts of celebration wine I never could make it work out right her milk glows in the blacklight but it don’t matter because no one comes out to see us
well my pain’s in a rutt I’ve been lonely enough I’ve bled los angeles blood I’ve had enough of this stuff
you can’t go on with what you’re doing because they already know you run your life into ruin there’s so much to show you’ll never know how hard I tried her milk glows in the blacklight but it don’t matter because no one comes out to see us
well my pain’s in a rutt I’ve been lonely enough I’ve bled los angeles blood I’ve had enough of this stuff