Flying in the City of Angels
It's hotter than hell
With a halo of smog
Traffic churns
Arteries are clogged
Jaded workers blowing horns
With a need to feel reborn
Like cagey prisoners
Looking for their next release
I've been flying in the city of angels
Flying in the city of angels
Tell me where do angels go
When they sink this low
If there's a heaven
Get me the hell out of here
High fashion paid for by the gram
High priests who don't give a damn
Lunatic prophets bark beneath a spotlight moon
When you read the bubble in this cartoon
It's the high price you pay to feed the spoon
I've been flying in the city of angels
Flying in the city of angels
Tell me where do angels go
When they sink this low
If there's a heaven
Get me the hell out of here
Smokestacks suck the clear blue out of the sky
This pipe sucks the life out of you and I
This city breaks you like a habit
And holds you like a spell
'Til you can't get high enough to get out of hell
I've been flying in the city of angels
Flying in the city of angels
Tell me where do angels go
When they sink this low
If there's a heaven
Get me the hell out of here
I've been flying in the city of angels
Flying in the city of angels
Tell me where do angels go
When they sink this low
If there's a heaven
Get me the hell out of here
With a halo of smog
Traffic churns
Arteries are clogged
Jaded workers blowing horns
With a need to feel reborn
Like cagey prisoners
Looking for their next release
I've been flying in the city of angels
Flying in the city of angels
Tell me where do angels go
When they sink this low
If there's a heaven
Get me the hell out of here
High fashion paid for by the gram
High priests who don't give a damn
Lunatic prophets bark beneath a spotlight moon
When you read the bubble in this cartoon
It's the high price you pay to feed the spoon
I've been flying in the city of angels
Flying in the city of angels
Tell me where do angels go
When they sink this low
If there's a heaven
Get me the hell out of here
Smokestacks suck the clear blue out of the sky
This pipe sucks the life out of you and I
This city breaks you like a habit
And holds you like a spell
'Til you can't get high enough to get out of hell
I've been flying in the city of angels
Flying in the city of angels
Tell me where do angels go
When they sink this low
If there's a heaven
Get me the hell out of here
I've been flying in the city of angels
Flying in the city of angels
Tell me where do angels go
When they sink this low
If there's a heaven
Get me the hell out of here
Credits
Writer(s): David Bray
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