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