Brian Wright - Neighborhood lyrics

Where I live now Is a little red house Down on Wilcox and Fountain Los Angeles I sleep through the sirens Police lullabies And I ride My little black bicycle Down to Bogie's And drag queen Cecilia She's the last true believer She's walking the Boulevard She's handing out leaflets That nobody reads Cause they know all the secrets And the don't need a reason To be, so scared And this ain't no kind of scene, babe Why in the world would you follow me here And this ain't no kind of scene Why in the world would you follow me here You followed me here My friends and my worries They got old in a hurry But no less deserving A fond farewell And bellbottomed cheapskates They're all asleep in the heat wave And they wake up From their dreams Of the sixties Find that nothing has changed Baby nothing has changed And this ain't no kind of scene Why in the world would you follow me here And you believe what you wanna believe And this ain't no kind of scene And I hang out with singers Bunch of gla** jawed bleeders Whose skin Is as thin As a leaf And there's actors And dancers And more second chancers Than lights