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In Santa Monica, in the wintertime,
The lazy streets so undemanding
I walk into the crowd
In Santa Monica, you get your
coffee from the coolest places on the
promenade
Where people dress just so
Beauty so unavoidable, everywhere
you turn
It s there
I sit and wonder what am I
doing here?

But on the telephone line I
am anyone
I am anything I want to be
I could be a super model or
Norman Mailer
And you wouldn t know the
difference
Or would you?

In Santa Monica, all the people got
modern names
like Jake or Mandy
And modern bodies too
In Santa Monica, on the boulevard,
you ll have to dodge those
in-line skaters
Or they ll knock you down
I never felt so lonely,
Never felt so out of place
I never wanted something more
than this

But on the telephone line I
am anyone
I am anything I want to be
I could be a super model or
Norman Mailer
And you wouldn t know
the difference
On the telephone line, I am
any height
I am any age I want to be
I could be a cpaed crusader, or
space invader
And you wouldn t know
the difference
Or would you?

A lonely mother gazing out of her window
Staring at a son that she just can t touch
If at any time he s in a jam, she ll be by his side
But he doesn t realize he hurts her so much
But all the praying just ain t...

Throw the weight of your life behind
Blindingly light conversation
Our very first beauty contest
On the edge of starvation

Film me finish me off: film me
Film me finish me off: finish me off

Some psychological palaver
Where you sit and claw
At the pages of another

Royal Death

On the edge of the night you were ready to die
They caught you by surprise challenge you with a sight
While awaiting for hell they locked you in a cell
And they switched on the flame burning down in your brain

You ll see from the skies like a blinding light
Remember the time...

Ca me fait du

J ai posté ma lettre
c était ma dernière
chose à faire
descendu dans la rue,
sans savoir non plus
ou je vais depuis que tu es parite
trouvé un billet
dans ma poche arrière
qu est ce que je pourrais bien t offrir ?
Y a ce magasin
Dont...

Sunday best

When she s sleeping on the sofa,
When she s laying in her Sunday best,
when she s turning over Friday,
I could swear I m sleeping less and less...
and the ocean s getting warmer,
and California s on her mind,
Los Angeles is tired, but we always seem to feel alright,

but I won t...
no...