verse 1 Well I went to a Hollywood party, bunch of drunken damn fools Jumpin off the rooftop, into the neighbors pool Same old conversations, you wanna be famous, or you wanna be cool Guess I better go home, before I hit someone Cause this L.A. Livin ain’t like it was back home It’s warm in the winter and the wind never gets too strong Sometimes I think about you, I hope your not alone I hope that you and my old dog, ain’t mad at me no more verse 2 Last night I went to see Phillip, and his band down in echo park Which their callin’ the back beat, Johnny on the bass guitar It sounded so good to me, lord knows he’s come so far Drinkin’ in the back streets, and cryin’ on a hardwood floor And this L.A. Livin ain’t like it was down south When someone gets to singin some fucker won’t shut his mouth I don’t know if I’ll make it but I bet I’ll knock him out See how he talks about punk rock with his jaw wired shut And this L.A. Livin ain’t like it was back home It’s warm in the winter and the wind never gets too strong Sometimes I think about you, I hope your not alone I hope that you and my old dog, ain’t mad at me no more Tag I hope that you and my old dog, ain’t mad at me no more