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