Big Metal Flying Bug

A helicopter lives above my house
Hovering over Fountain and Highland
Smack in the middle of Hollywood

I don't know why he lives up there
But I have this sinking feeling
It's not for the nice neighborhood

Is he a macho hunter
Stalking his evening prey
Or is he the law enforcer
Seeking to cage those gone astray

Where is it he thinks his target is at
Is it my house or yard, could it be?
His spotlight scares my black cat
Quite frankly it even frightens me

A helicopter lives above my house
Just what does he do up there
I wonder if he ever sleeps

Does he catch what he chases?
Or get tired of circling in the air
Such long hours he keeps

Why can't he pick another night
Or better yet - some other day
I have to get some sleep tonight
I wish he would just fly away

I wish for a big can of insecticide
Or that he'd locate the thug
There is nowhere I can hide
From the big metal flying bug