With my biggest fans and dying of thirstThe scent of trash, a summer muskWaft through the windowIt sounds like upstairs they need a nurseIt seems somebody’s got my dreams held up in escrowOne hit and all of it controls youAnd if you’re not happy there, I don’t know who isNot those kidsJust give it all that you can giveMake something of yourself and don’t be such a letdownIt’s all one way to LA today, just heed the call