Drive North

Summer time The weather's hotter Running out of holy water I hate all your songs about having fun Next to all the strip malls and the bleached out sun Summertime is a tired muse And all you punks are too cool for school Everybody has a shiny car Everybody knows a shining star, well I hate Santa Monica Boulevard I hate Venice Beach I hate Tarzana too 'Cause I hate Los Angeles, well I hate Los Angeles (Hate L.A.!) I hate Los Angeles (Hate L.A.!) I hate Los Angeles (Hate L.A.!) I hate Los Angeles, well (Hate L.A.!) Everybody has a bright green lawn Down south where the water's gone And everybody has a hand to shake Politics and moves to make, well I want a better scene! Up north where the water's clean I want what L.A. has without all the stuck up noses, please I hate Venice Beach I hate Highland Park I hate Tarzana too I hate Los Angeles, well! I hate Los Angeles (Hate L.A.!) I hate Los Angeles (Hate L.A.!) I hate Los Angeles (Hate L.A.!) I hate Los Angeles (Hate L.A.!) Drive north! I hate L.A.! (Love L.A.!) I hate L.A.! (Love L.A.!) I hate L.A.! (Love L.A.!) I hate L.A.! (Love L.A.!) I hate L.A.! (Love L.A.!) I hate L.A.! (Love L.A.!) I hate L.A.! (Love L.A.!) I hate L.A.! (Love L.A.!) I hate Venice Beach! I hate the Echoplex! I hate Santa Monica Boulevard! I hate L.A.! Drive north! Drive north! Drive north! Drive north! Drive north! Drive north! Drive north! Drive north! Drive north! Drive north! Drive north! Drive north! Drive north! Drive north! (I actually really like L.A.) (Fuck you!)