L.A.'s Asleep - You Roll Up Your Window

The Night Air Is Cold - The Freeway Is Clear.

In A Green Gucci Bag - Are You Prized Possessions

The Jewels Of Your Mind - To Hold Back The Fear.



And When Monday Comes Round - There's A High Lonesome Sound

And She Follows You Down For The Kill.

And A While Blinding Light - Makes It All Seem So Right

And You Feel Like The King Of The Hill.



The Driveway Is Long - Your Princess Is Lovely

Your Servants All Wait - For Your Knock On The Door.

How Many Years - Will You Crawl Through This Castle

So Satisfied - And Still Wanting More.

And When Monday Comes...



The Guests Have Arrived - With All The Right Faces

But You Miss The Ball - In That Room Down The Hall.

It's Sunrise Again - The Driveway Is Empty

The Crystal Is Cracked - There's Blood On The Wall.

And When Monday Comes Round...