Goin' Back to L.A. Lyrics

Goin' Back to LA, LA, LA
Goin' Back to LA.
Hmm. I guess so.

Goin' Back to LA, LA, LA
Goin' Back to LA.
Hmm. I guess so.

Goin' back to LA, for a little fun.
This is what we did in 1981.

We take a little drive and bring our radio,
There is no life in San Diego

We drive for two hours, up the I-5.
Six O'clock is when we arrive.

We will hang out by a burger stand
And eat a lot of food, as much as we can.

We turn the dial to a little bit of heaven
K-M-E-T, ninety, four, point, seven.

It's about time for the four-hour show.
It's the one and only Dr. Demento.

He plays wacky vinyl, warped cassettes,
even cylinders, as good as it gets.

Our tape cassettes are ready for the show.
C30, C60, C90, go.

Our tape recorders have fresh batteries.
So that our work will be a breeze.

Just before we hear, "The Doctor Is In",
We then push, the record button.

We will tape, every funny song,
We'll be having fun, all night long.

We'll listen to, Cheech and Chong,
Stan Freberg, Barnes and Barnes,
Shel Silverstein, Dickie Goodman
Frank Zappa, Allan Sherman,
Weird Al Yankovic, George Carlin
Tom Lehrer and, the list goes on and on.

We do this every single week,
This is what we like. Music for a geek.

When it's 9 o'clock, it's Top Ten time.
The songs are so good, it must be a crime.

What song will be, number one?
After it gets played, then we are done.

At 10 o'clock, it's time for us to go.
And drive on back to San Diego.

We listen to the tapes while we drive back.
When we get home, we'll hit the sack.

Then next Sunday, we'll do it all again.
And listen to the doc from six til ten.

We'll play the funny tapes, all week long.
With dementia, we can't go wrong.

It's a little bit of heaven, ninety four point seven.
K-M-E-T. Tweedle dee.