Lyrics

Went on the road For a month touring What a drag, you gotta go Even if you'd rather be at home Flaked out in Hollywood Drove to Inglewood and then we dumped All our shit into the plane at 5:03 What's it gonna be? Chicken, beef, or turkey? La-la-la-la Would you like a snack? Ah, we Ah, we Just arrived Gee, this place is thrilling Oh, I'd give my soul for a double cheeseburger From a famous American burger chain With a yellow plastic symbol in the parking lot that goes like this