| Don’t you think it’s time that we were leaving?
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| For another chance, another place to start
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| Desperate ones that went across the ocean
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| And they wondered how it would all turn out
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| If you have to beg or steal or borrow
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| Welcome to Los Angeles, City of Tomorrow
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| They landed on the coldest of the colonies
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| But still they wanted better than the rich
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| They built highways on the houses of the homesteads
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| It happened that way moving west
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| If you have to beg or steal or borrow
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| Welcome to Los Angeles, City of Tomorrow
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| So this is where the Renaissance has led to
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| And we will be the only ones to know
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| So take a drive and breathe the air of ashes
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| That is, if you need a place to go
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| If you have to beg or steal or borrow
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| Welcome to Los Angeles, City of Tomorrow
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| City of Tomorrow, City of Tomorrow |