Screenwriter's Blues - Soul Coughing

Exits to freeways twisted like knots on the fingers

Jewels cleaving skin between breasts

Your Cadillac breathes four hundred horses over blue lines

You are going to Reseda to make love to a model from Ohio whose real name you

don’t know

You spin like the Cadillac was overturning down a cliff on television

And the radio is on

And the radio man is speaking

And the radio man says women were a curse

So men built Paramount Studios

And men built Columbia Studios

And men built Los Angeles

It is 5 A.M., and you are listening to Los Angeles

It is 5 A.M., and you are listening to Los Angeles

And the radio man says, «It is a beautiful night out there»

And the radio man says, «Rock 'n' roll lives»

And the radio man says, «It is a beautiful night out there in Los Angeles»

You live in Los Angeles, and you are going to Reseda

We are all in some way or another going to Reseda someday to die

And the radio man laughs because the radio man fucks a model, too

Gone savage for teenagers with automatic weapons and boundless love

Gone savage for teenagers who are aesthetically pleasing, in other words, fly

Los Angeles beckons the teenagers to come to her on buses

Los Angeles loves love

It is 5 A.M., and you are listening to Los Angeles

It is 5 A.M., and you are listening to Los Angeles

I am going to Los Angeles to build a screenplay about lovers who murder each

other

I am going to Los Angeles to see my own name on a screen, five feet long and

luminous

As the radio man says, «It is 5 A.M., and the sun has charred the other side of

the world and come back to us

And painted the smoke over our heads an imperial violet»

It is 5 A.M., and you are listening to Los Angeles

It is 5 A.M., and you are listening to Los Angeles

You are listening

You are listening

You are listening

You are listening

You are listening

You are listening

You are listening

You are listening

You are listening

You are listening

You are listening

You are listening

You are listening

To Los Angeles