I Hate LA

A one-armed man bangs on the hood of my car

They say it's hard times but it's gone too far

In the city of stars, yeah dreams are sold

The sun's always shinin' but my heart's turned cold

I better get busy, I gotta leave this city

Bought a ticket to back to Boston, at least it's north of Slauson

I gotta get away, can't stand another day

Pardon my French but man, I really hate LA

People lose themselves in the surf and sand

But the angels never stay, and it's all contraband

Up in the hills, rich folks lock their gates tight

Down in the basin, every day's a fight

I better get busy, I gotta leave this city

Bought a to back to Boston, at least it's north of Slauson

I gotta get away, can't stand another day

Pardon my French but man, I really hate LA

Hollywood's a wasteland of schemes and lies

Everyone's so desperate to just survive

Palm trees whisper secrets that they won't ever share

They say it's overcrowded but no one's really there

I better get busy, I gotta leave this city

Bought a to back to Boston, at least it's north of Slauson

I gotta get away, can't stand another day

Pardon my French but man, I really hate LA