I look around and all I see is pain and suffering Reflected on the fifty facets of a diamond ring Drippin' fae a haun hingin' oot a yellow Lambo Aviators to the haters, fuck you all, I'm fuckin' Rambo
I walk the line, I walk the line, I walk the fuckin' line I take the time, I take the time but there's no fuckin' time TMI, TMI, fuckin' TFI Now get me off this fuckin' rock before I fuckin' fry
And so it goes, and so it goes And so it flows, and so it flows Down down to Downtown Down to the Pacific, to the Pacific We're living in LA Times
La la la la la, la la la La la la la la, la la la
A litany of pity pouring out of every pore Until you find a strung out junkie shittin' on your door And where there's one you know there's gonna be a dozen more 911, lots of fun, here we, here we, here we go 44 billionaires and they're sittin' pretty Countin' crypto in their caves high above the burning city Mickey Mouse in the house Peaceful sleep, filtered air Pay your tax, anti-vax Ginger Rogers, 'mon the Dodgers
La la la la la, la la la La la la la la, la la la
And so it goes, and so it goes And so it flows, and so it flows Down down to Downtown Down to the Pacific, to the Pacific We're living in LA Times
All the tears you cry today Are never gonna save you when it rains in LA All the tears you cry today Are never gonna save you when it rains in LA All the tears you cry today Are never gonna save you when it rains in LA All the tears you cry today Are never gonna save you when it rains in LA
Rains in LA, rains in LA Rains in LA, rains in LA Rains in LA, rains in LA
Compositores: Francis Healy, Neil Maxwell Primrose (Neil Primrose), Douglas William Payne, Andrew Thomas Dunlop ECAD: Obra #41866650