Coachella DeVil

(To the tune of Cruella De Vil) CoachElla De Vil, CoachElla De vil She's in sparkly hotpants And singing for thrills She's so drunk she won't flinch against the chill CoachElla, CoachElla She's comes alive when she pops a white pill Look out for CoachElla De Vil. At first you think CoachElla's something special But in a while you see she's just the same As every other girl, a self-made party animal Carbon copy, tanned and chasing fame This starlet wannabe, who hungers for the big screen She ought to be sat down, offered some reali-tea The festival was calm and wholesome till... CoachElla, CoachElla De Vil.