Up there over Wilshire the whirly-birds zoom
Above the El Rey, circling the Conga Room
They turn on the lights, pull out the stoppers
Get off the streets now, here come the choppers
Here come the choppers, just when we thought
We were safe in our houses and we couldn’t get caught
The choppers are back, they were gone for a while
But now we’re under attack in the Miracle Mile
We’re together alone and there’s nowhere to go
We live in a war zone on Museum Row
No, this is no game of robbers and coppers
Hide under your lemon trees, here come the choppers
Read us our rights, we’re the criminal faction
Hit by the lights and caught in the action
Our entire performance is captured on tape
Knocking over our garbage as we try to escape
They’re strafing Ralph’s, attention shoppers
Get out of the store now, here come the choppers
Don’t bother with paper, take a black plastic bag
They’re buzzing Koo-Koo-Roo Chicken, hovering over SAG
Just when you hope that they might call it quits
The choppers turn toward the La Brea Tar Pits
One saber-tooth sculpture snarls at the sky
The mammoth made of stone seems ready to die
Above the El Rey, circling the Conga Room
They turn on the lights, pull out the stoppers
Get off the streets now, here come the choppers
Here come the choppers, just when we thought
We were safe in our houses and we couldn’t get caught
The choppers are back, they were gone for a while
But now we’re under attack in the Miracle Mile
We’re together alone and there’s nowhere to go
We live in a war zone on Museum Row
No, this is no game of robbers and coppers
Hide under your lemon trees, here come the choppers
Read us our rights, we’re the criminal faction
Hit by the lights and caught in the action
Our entire performance is captured on tape
Knocking over our garbage as we try to escape
They’re strafing Ralph’s, attention shoppers
Get out of the store now, here come the choppers
Don’t bother with paper, take a black plastic bag
They’re buzzing Koo-Koo-Roo Chicken, hovering over SAG
Just when you hope that they might call it quits
The choppers turn toward the La Brea Tar Pits
One saber-tooth sculpture snarls at the sky
The mammoth made of stone seems ready to die
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