Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Los Angeles, artist -Date of issue: 31.12.1999
Song language: English
Los Angeles |
| We drive, crazy |
| although we know the smoke is killing us |
| because we like to go that way. |
| The 405 to 10 into Los Angeles. |
| The meter’s on the freeway into Heaven |
| L.A. yeah. |
| We’re bound away. |
| Years ago, my great, great Aunt Boo |
| drove a yellow Ford with her husband George |
| From Signal Hill to Malibu you had to be |
| crazy to live here then |
| all gone now to Standard Oil |
| While holding down the market crash, |
| Los Angeles |
| The meter’s on the freeway into Heaven |
| L.A. yeah. |
| We’re bound away. |
| Before George and Boo lost everything |
| in '29, and he left her for a speakeasy girl on Olivera Street |
| Crazy how things can change. |
| Before he called out for her in his death |
| Boo came to hold him in her arms. |
| Before |
| Before |
| Before the oil this place once was a desert. |
| Someday I may be some great |
| great something to someone. |
| And will that child be dreaming about me, |
| and that great, great space that was |
| crazy before it changed |
| before it changed, before it changed |
| before it changed, before it changed |
| before it changed, before it changed |
| before it changed, before it changed |
| before it changed |
| Los Angeles. |
| The meter’s on the freeway into Heaven |
| L.A. yeah. |
| We’re bound away. |