Palm Trees Lyrics

Poppies blew where Jonathan grew his heroin garden up on the roof

Jet helped hoist the dirt up there

And when the choppers came she helped hide the proof

You and me used to sit up there and sing "they don't know about us"

Watch the sun set over the sweatshops and the Spring Street bus

And there are palm trees

And a hot breeze

That makes you thirsty

But don't you drink and drive like everybody else on the freeway

Next door get a chicken empanada, there's a pink Teletubby pinata

That hid the drugs left by the thugs that ran the parking lot

Drive into Hollywood in my Honda, map out in the front seat

There's a giant hotdog walking down La Brea sweating in the hot sun heat

And there are palm trees

And a hot breeze

That makes you thirsty

But don't you drink and drive like everybody else on the freeway

And the stars come out at night

But they won't look at you

If you're a nobody

At the beach now, get a crazy carpet slide down a sand-dune

Or bicycle through the waves

Someone's praying, a megaphone is saying there's danger on the rocks

We stayed up all night high as a Mickey Mouse kite

But I never knew I never knew

I never stood a chance with you

Palm trees where I go to get my groceries and a

Hot breeze called the Santa Ana winds that make you thirsty

Yeah but don't you drink and drive like everybody else

Uh uh uh uh

And there are palm trees where I go to get my groceries

And a hot breeze called the Santa Ana winds that make you thirsty

Yeah but don't you drink and drive like everybody else

On the freeway