Highland Park's our home and fifty-four's our street Scenesters come to visit and they groove our beat 'Cause fuck Silver Lake, fuck Eagle Rock Before there's an accident And don't forget the fuckin' cops
And let us smoke our crack And give your little brother's shirt back Don't make me beat your ass Til you're curlin' up fetal You know you work at St. Vincent de Paul Get the fuck out before I gotta bust a cap
And your bound to get a bitchslap As the scenesters move in Gonna through your ass back To your little fuckin' cave And put you in your place
I think, "What's the fuckin' deal?" Say I'm the designated driver Get your ass back to Pasadena Or wherever the fuck your ass from
Coming soon to your neighborhood Or trying to look dirt poor Sippin' on a gin and tonic You want see them drinking beer While you're jerkin' off to me