I Hate LA

A one-armed man bangs on the hood of my car
They say it's hard times but it's gone too far
In the city of stars, yeah dreams are sold
The sun's always shinin' but my heart's turned cold

I better get busy, I gotta leave this city
Bought a ticket to back to Boston, at least it's north of Slauson
I gotta get away, can't stand another day
Pardon my French but man, I really hate LA

People lose themselves in the surf and sand
But the angels never stay, and it's all contraband
Up in the hills, rich folks lock their gates tight
Down in the basin, every day's a fight

I better get busy, I gotta leave this city
Bought a to back to Boston, at least it's north of Slauson
I gotta get away, can't stand another day
Pardon my French but man, I really hate LA

Hollywood's a wasteland of schemes and lies
Everyone's so desperate to just survive
Palm trees whisper secrets that they won't ever share
They say it's overcrowded but no one's really there

I better get busy, I gotta leave this city
Bought a to back to Boston, at least it's north of Slauson
I gotta get away, can't stand another day
Pardon my French but man, I really hate LA



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Writer(s): Lucas Berman
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