A faceoff in case you weren’t plasticWe’re living our lives stuck in trafficKeep on complainingBut we’ll never go homeA bumper stickerCan’t we all get along?And coexist on Hollywood BoulevardWe’re all GodsI drive in my ride with that La prideNow it’s a ride alongSinging that La songI keep it rollingRolling like a renaissanceSinging that La songI keep it rollingRolling like a renaissanceSinging that La songA rat race of melodramaticsJust assholes in gold plated casketsThe great migration in the name of the artsYou’re chasing fame and sucking dick for the partYou’re so afraid to end up back at the startI keep it rollingRolling like a renaissanceSinging that La songI keep it rollingRolling like a renaissanceSinging that La song’Cause I wanna be a starI wanna kiss the skyI Can’t afford to recordBecause the rent is too high’Cause I wanna be a starI wanna kiss the skyI Can’t afford to recordBecause the rents too highThe fucking rents too highHop in ride with that La prideNow it’s a ride alongSinging it that La SongI keep it rollingRolling like a renaissanceSinging that La songI keep it rollingRolling like a renaissanceSinging that La song