Los Angeles I M Yours lyrics

There`s a city by the sea
A gentle company
I don`t suppose you want to...
And as it tells its sorry tale
In harrowing detail
Its hollowness will haunt you

It streets and boulevards
Orphans and oligarchs are here
A plaintive melody
Truncated symphony
An ocean`s garbled vomit on the shore

Los Angeles I`m yours

Old ladies pleasant and demure
Sallow cheeked and sure
I can see your undies...
And all the boys you drag about
An empty fellow found
From Saturdays to Mondays
You hill and valley crowd
Hanging your trousers down at here
This is the realest thing
As ancient choirs sing
A dozen blushing cherubs wheel about

Los Angeles, my love

Oh what a rush of ripe elan
Languor on divans
Dallyiant and dainty
But oh the smell of burnt cocaine
The dolor and decay
It only makes me cranky

A great calamity
Ditch of inequity it`s here
How I abhor this place
It sweet and bitter taste
Has left me wretched retching on all fours

Los Angeles I`m yours
Los Angeles I`m yours
Los Angeles I`m yours
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