L.a. Murder Motel (Poni Hoax)

Stoned in L.A.'s murder motel He wears a mustache, he's been through hell He used to sing love in the sixties Now he churns out crap through a million of CDs Stoned in L.A.'s murder motel Cocaine walls and prison cells Trashed-up dolls piled in the laundry Big mustache is sugar-free Stoned in L.A.'s murder motel The devil climbs out of the well Big mustache runs in a frenzy For the devil starts to eat his chili Drunk and wrapped around in plastic Drunk and wrapped around in plastic Drunk and wrapped around in plastic He's drunk and wrapped around in plastic L.A. is the fucking game to play L.A. is the fucking game to play L.A. is the fucking game to play L.A. is the fucking game to play L.A. gets you down on your knees L.A.'s spreading like a disease L.A. is the fucking game to play L.A. is the fucking game to play