"Back In Los Angeles" lyrics

Tipsy Topsy Turvy and the Kil-Mor Motel
Fred Fries at the Stand on One Leg
Arnold Shouldn'tberg's and the Choke Hut
And the Lonesome Clapping Seal

It's great to be back in Los Angeles
To drink a Mrs. Angry from the can
Arm in arm with the cast of Hags
I can't remember anything, anything at all

Say hello to the boys on Vandersnipe Boulevard
Bring a sandwich and a gun cause you never can tell
Which one you're gonna need when the snakes descend
Put me down for skeleton removal

It's great to be back in Los Angeles
Where ladies wear hundred-gallon hats
Where your pals yell "hi! who are you?"
And smack you across the front door

I'm gonna swap out my brain for a chrome raccoon
Like they did in that movie Chrome Raccoon
Get a finger massage and baby eyes
Count backwards from zero

Tipsy Topsy Turvy and the Kil-Mor Motel
Fred Fries at the Stand on One Leg
Fifty-Five Knives and the Crawl Space
And the Last Chance Muscle Pig

It's great to be back in Los Angeles
To drink a Mrs. Angry from the can
Arm in arm with the melting mob
I can't remember anything, anything at all
Arm in arm with a sobbing ghost
I can't remember anything, anything at all