Here Come the Choppers

Up there over Wilshire the whirly-birds zoom Above the El Rey, circling the Conga Room They turn on the lights, pull out the stoppers Get off the streets now, here come the choppers Here come the choppers, just when we thought We were safe in our houses and we couldn’t get caught The choppers are back, they were gone for a while But now we’re under attack in the Miracle Mile We’re together alone and there’s nowhere to go We live in a war zone on Museum Row No, this is no game of robbers and coppers Hide under your lemon trees, here come the choppers Read us our rights, we’re the criminal faction Hit by the lights and caught in the action Our entire performance is captured on tape Knocking over our garbage as we try to escape They’re strafing Ralph’s, attention shoppers Get out of the store now, here come the choppers Don’t bother with paper, take a black plastic bag They’re buzzing Koo-Koo-Roo Chicken, hovering over SAG Just when you hope that they might call it quits The choppers turn toward the La Brea Tar Pits One saber-tooth sculpture snarls at the sky The mammoth made of stone seems ready to die So many sorties, look out below Staples, Blockbuster, and Office Depot Their sights set on Sav-On, surveying Rite-Aid At Mo’ Better Meaty Meat Burgers, be very afraid North to the Grove, West to Fairfax At Dupar’s duck and cover, here come the attacks The inspectors found nothing – that’s just not right – Whole Foods and K-Mart are targets tonight The Meridian Health Club has hidden machines Of torture, it will be blown to smithereens Some will maimed, some will be killed One smart bomb takes out the whole Writer’s Guild The tramp camped on Curson lives in his dream From his Ralph’s shopping cart he heads his regime But his days are numbered, for in a short while His ouster takes place from the Miracle Mile Now it’s getting quiet, do you feel the calm? Remember those movies they made about ‘Nam? Could this be the end, this latest attack? I hear the choppers now, they’re coming back