LA Earthquakes

These LA earthquakes, no, they ain’t no joke

they put a prayer on your lips and a lump in your throat

they get you thinking staring at the crooked tv on the wall

i know its so late its early guess i was just in a hurry to call

i hope its alright

i hope its okay

Life is like a toothache can’t think straight

when you’re going through it

but a hotel shaking like a tent revival will sure get feeling lucid

like Lazarus after he left his own funeral

driving round in Jerusalem

saying it’s anything but business as usual

Gonna learn to play the piano

See what’s at the end of the rainbow

Grow a garden and find a payphone

And do a whole of apologizing

To the girl I love so baby I’m sorry

I know, I know, I know i’ve worn my welcome out clean

i have a tendency to do that

I burned down in Amarillo

shipwrecked in Tennessee

washed up on the West Coast

I lost you and I still ain’t found me

i know i’m rambling forgive me Billy Jean

ill let ya go but tell your mother i can still feel her praying for me

maybe ill wake up and it was all a dream

maybe sometimes you still think of me

maybe ill get my money back in the morning for a bad night’s sleep

These LA earthquakes no they ain’t no joke

they put a prayer on your lips and a lump in your throat