Los Angeles

[Verse] Wake up Los Angeles I'm looking great Fell on the street last night Right on my face Climb in my picture car And hit the lights Woke up in hospital I think I died [Chorus] Do what you want If you look good it won't mean a thing [Verse] Wake up in my own sweat You move too fast You smile off camera Somebody laughed Let's make a video Of all your teeth I've gone hysterical You can't compete [Chorus] Do what you want If you look good it won't mean a thing [Verse] Wake up diaphanous And future dead It's all rhetorical And in my head This movie's terrible And vaguely real My acting's optional It's my appeal [Chorus] Do what you want If you look good it won't mean a thing