I send you a rockstar postcard from L.A.

Where I met Slash and Dave and Marilyn Manson by the way

We drank champagne and we talked a lot

About Iggy and the scene

About music and racism and 15 minutes of fame



What the hell is going on

What the fuck is going wrong

Can you tolerate my sexuality

Or do you just like that singalongsong



I send you a rockstar postcard from L.A.

Where the rats are calling and the angels sing

And the Pistols come to play

From the Hollywood Blvd back to the stars and back to the green

From the rich to the poor from the left to the right

ThereÂ's nothing in between



And the angels sing again

For Jim Morrisson soon and then

Thunder and lightning everywhere

But Joey Ramone still doesnÂ't care



DonÂ't try to understand these words

DonÂ't try to feel how deep it hurts

Oh no you will never know just say goodbye donÂ't say hello

And then leave my life and so

We donÂ't speak the same language do we still speak

Oh I donÂ't know why...

But please say goodbye...