Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song L.a. Shaker, artist - Cobra Killer. Date of issue: 25.07.2004
Song language: English
L.a. Shaker |
| Four corners and a king-sized bed |
| A china-lamp breaks beside my head |
| All those fragments on the floor |
| Who closed that curtain and the balcony-door? |
| The tiles were made to make me slip |
| Fitted carpet takes me in sips |
| I should have known in the early state: |
| This room was made to liquidate |
| Arsenic in a four-star-meal |
| The law doesn’t allow to appeal |
| Cyanide through the air-condition |
| L.A. is shaking in its best tradition |
| I drink acid out of the tab |
| I carry my face in a plastic-bag |
| No escape, they owe my fingertip |
| I’m damned to dance on Sunset Strip |
| Sidewalk-desserts, automobiles stalk |
| Lights are orders: walk- don’t walk |
| Paramount pictures from the suicide hill |
| The angels came up just to kill |
| L.A. Shaker on the median-stripes |
| L.A. Shaker on a video-tape |
| L.A. Shaker in a sushi-bar |
| L.A. Shaker with his shades on the beach |