Los Angeles Lyrics

I packed a bag at just eighteen

My eyes alive with hopes and dreams

Of music and the silver screen

To the prettiest, wittiest, shittiest town I've ever seen

Los Angeles you bright and beautiful town

Where the dog-walkers want to be famous and the mayors a clown

Where it takes twenty minutes for folks to say "where are they now"

Still the magic is hard to resist...

Of Los Angeles, where the weather is fine

But you won't feel the heat or the sweetness on sunset and vine

Where careers start when you're born, and end at twenty-nine

Still the magic is hard to resist

Every day you spend in LA at least the sun's going to shine

Even the broke have the beach and a smoke, so you're having a pretty good time

Los Angeles, meet a friend hit the bar

You can hike to the moon you can step on the stars

You can live half your life sitting at a red light in your car

Still the magic is hard to resist

Los Angeles, make it big when you break

Where the people are plastic and the burgers are fake

And everyone's dreaming all day even though they're awake

Still the magic is hard to resist

Schemers, and beamers, and pre-teen streamers, and studios on every side

Fast cars, and porn stars, and Hollywood boulevard

And accidents and managers and cameras and cannabis

Los Angeles, oh you're so fine

Full of people who worry that somehow they're falling behind

Every day is the same, and everyone's out of their mind

Still the magic is hard to resist

For the folks who are lost or adrift

Maybe here we can prove we exist

Los Angeles