1951, small town kids
Got nothin' to do but dream all night
Of movie stars and Cadillac cars
And beautiful girls and big city lights
LA River, Dragnet comin' down
From every corner of this great old nation
Good kids succumb to the depths of temptation
Homecoming queens get lost in the cracks
And quarter back heroes get strung out on smack
You wake up one day with a monkey on your back
With foil on all your windows and you're hiding all your tracks
The sheriff's shotgun don't make a sound
When it's pointed at your corpse after he shot you down