Going over to Susan's house, walking south down Baxter Street - nothing hiding behind this picket fence. There's a crazy old woman smashing bottles on the sidewalk where her house burnt down two years ago; people say that back then, she really wasn't that crazy.

Going over to Susan's house
Going over to Susan's house
I can't be alone tonight

Down by the Donut Prince a fifteen year old boy lies on the sidewalk with a bullet in his forehead. In a final act of indignity the paramedics take off all his clothes for the whole world to see while they put him in the bag. Meanwhile an old couple argues inside the Queen Bee; the sick fluorescent light shimmering on their skin.

Going over to Susan's house
Going over to Susan's house
She's going to make it right

Take a left down Echo Park, a kid asks do I want some crack
TV sets are spewing Baywatch through the windows into black


Going over to Susan's house