Now you feel the spirits all around you
Ghost riders in the dead of night
The steed who carried the Lone Ranger
Over silver skies

Kabar, the Great Dane of Valentino
Humphrey Bogart's friendly canine
Where your best friend bids you farewell
Only to materialize

Stone beneath a tree
In their memory
Only, only in Los Angeles

I was talking to the undertaker
He spoke a language of subtle fire
One of old, of stories written and told
Of mist upon the mire

Moonlight shone through him as he walked by
I was transfixed, hypnotized
He traversed the heavens and the earth
In search of paradise

I walked upon a bridge of many colors
One that takes you to the other side
Where the green grass waves and the puppies play
And love is all you'll find

You'll see no evil and you'll feel no sorrow
Finding comfort in your end of the line
After years alone, now you're on your way home

No choice left to decide
Stone beneath a tree
In your memory
Only, only in Los Angeles