In Koreatown
The Godfather stands
Disappears dancing
Magic money he is waving
I avoid the park and the people who go there
Godfather hails a fast taxi cab
The eternal voodoo trash artist stands above his roots
And underneath a psychedelic fog
And I am singing along
I avoid the park and the people who go there
Now I stand in front of a paralyzed-eyes redheaded wheelchair figurine
Staring at the tragedy
Tragedy stares back at me in Koreatown
Where my suicide attempts were inspired
And I was taken by the lab rats
'Cause every breath is a symptom of an undiagnosable disease
Give your life for a diagnosis
She found me on the New York scene
After she gave her life to a computer screen
When I was nineteen it was a strange year
Gaslit me
Alienated everybody
I helped her find free groceries
Could've been the next post-Velvet disco queen tragedy
Or an herbal tea
Or maybe just crazy
Just like me
Just like me
Like the billboards in the sky
Look at the billboards in the sky
Watch them screamin' out every thought you're thinkin' about
I will sacrifice myself for a greater cause
In Koreatown
The Godfather waits for ink to exude from his face
Where my suicide was well-documented
And I simmered with the lab rats
'Cause every virtue is a symptom of a temporary terminal disease
Give your life for a diagnosis
In Koreatown