The Pack A.D. - Los Angeles lyrics

Wake up Los Angeles I'm looking great Fell on the street last night Right on my face Climb in my picture car And hit the lights Woke up in hospital I think I died Do what you want If you look good, it won't mean a thing Wake up in my own sweat You move too fast You smile off camera Somebody laughed Let's make a video Of all your teeth I've gone hysterical You can't compete Do what you want If you look good, it won't mean a thing Wake up diaphanous And future dead It's all rhetorical And in my head This movie's terrible And vaguely real My acting's optional It's my appeal Do what you want If you look good, it won't mean a thing