Teenage Summer Days
Down on Pico and Fedora
Back in nineteen eighty three
All the cholos on the corner
Hid their pistols in the trees
El Funny Clown lived off of Sunset
On a street called Benton Way
There were blood satins on the sidewalk
But the rain washed them away
On the mean streets of L.A. 
All those teenage summer days
On the mean streets of L.A. 

We took the bus way down to Venice
Went bodysurfing in the waves
Staring out at the horizon
On those teenage summer days
On the mean streets of L.A. 
On the mean streets of L.A. 

My daddy was a trucker
Hauling freight 12 hours a day
Sometimes he’d take me down to Vernon
Or the shipyards in South Bay
On the mean streets of L.A. 
On those teenage summer days
On the mean streets of L.A. 