I live in the city of industry Near La Puente with my family, We live collectively
In a house with the tremendous view Of other houses just like ours, The people who live in them and their cars
My momma was a secretary, She worked for a major company, She died giving birth to me And my sister Rosa Lee
My daddy works the 12-7 down at the factory, At night he sneaks into my room To tar and feather me
I dream I’m not really there whenever it happens, I dream I’m off surveying my property In Orange County
I dream I have an angel to watch over me, She looks like Pamela Anderson-Lee And she serenades me
And she has the international symbol for radiation Flashing in her eyeballs, Crashing down like waterfalls, I never heed the warning, I’m always dead by morning, Bury me away in the Inland Empire