I look around and all I see is pain and suffering
Reflected on the 50 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, fucking TFI
Now get me off this fucking rock before I fucking 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 shitting on your door
And where there’s one you know there’s going to be a dozen more
911, lots of fun, here we, here we, here we go!
44 billionaires and they’re sitting pretty
Counting crypto in their caves high above the burning city
Mickey Mouse in the house
Peaceful sleep, filtered air
Pay your tax, antivax
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