Stephin Merritt, The 6ths - Rot in the Sun lyrics

Something about the absence of any seasons
Of any sense of time going by
Something in the endless procession
Of palm trees
You'll fall in love and you'll never die

You get signed to a major Top 40 label
Blow David Geffen, blow Seymour Stein
You can make an atrocious Top 40 record
No one will know in two weeks time

Let ending begin rot in the wind
The end has begun rot in the sun

You can find your own love
And a place to stay
Even in New York, New York but not in LA
Be a movie star or a runaway
Somebody will love you anyhow but not in LA
Not in LA

Let ending begin rot in the wind
The end has begun rot in the sun

Let ending begin rot in the wind
The end has begun rot in the sun