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01-18-2006, 05:49 PM
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The Triumverate
I like lyrics threads...so fooey.
Fear I Love Livin' In The City Verse 1: My house smells just like a zoo It's chock full of [censored] and puke. Cockroaches on the walls... Grass growing on my balls... Oh well I'm so clean cut and I just want to [censored] some [censored]! Chorus: I love living in the city I love living in the city Verse 2: I've spent my whole life in the city Where junk is king and the air smells [censored] People puking everywhere-- Piles of blood, scabs, and hair. Bodies wasted and disease, young people dieing on the streets... But the suburban scumbags they dont care... they just get fat and die their hair! Chorus: I love living in the city I love living in the city Conversely... "Beverly Hills" Circle Jerks Beverly Hills, century city everything's so nice and pretty all the people look the same don't they know they're so damn lame there she goes three piece suit spandex pants cowboy boots I don't know what i'm gonna do I don't know what i'm gonna do maybe i'll have to move from Beverly Hills, century city everything's so nice and pretty All the people look the same don't they know they're so damn lame there she goes three piece suit spandex pants fiorucci too beverly hills, century city! BUT ALSO: X, LA she, had to leave los angeles all her toys wore out in black and her boys had too she started to hate every [censored] and jew every mexican that gave her a lotta s--t every homosexual and the idle rich idle rich she had to get out, get out get out, get out get out, get out she gets confused flying over the dateline her hands turn red cause the days change at night change in an instant the days change at night change in an instant she had to leave los angeles she found it hard to say goodbye to her own best friend she bought a clock on hollywood blvd the day she left it felt sad, it felt sad it felt saaaaaaad she had to get out, get out get out, get out get out, get out she gets confused flying over the dateline her hands turn red cause the days change at night change in an instant the days change at night change in an instant the days change at night change in an instant I've never spent more than a day in LA, but it sounds just lovely! --GA 
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#12
01-18-2006, 05:52 PM
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Re: The Triumverate
I live in the land of the freeways
Home of the smog and traffic The sun and the air The mountains and sea Streams and palm trees The valleys... The canyons... The mountains... The beaches... Hollywood, downtown, the valley Are all places you should see The city at night, the city so bright a short time away a campfire sight The missions... The mansions... The farmlands... Punk rock bands... People come from all over to work and live in the sun It's always so nice my own paradise The desert , the snow So many places to go The people... The places... The weather... The faces... That's for me
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#13
01-18-2006, 05:53 PM
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Re: Best L.A. Song
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01-18-2006, 05:56 PM
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Re: Best L.A. Song
Pack up all your dishes.
Make note of all good wishes. Say goodbye to the landlord for me. That son of a bitch has always bored me. Throw out them LA papers And that moldy box of vanilla wafers. Adios to all this concrete. Gonna get me some dirt road back street If I can just get off of this LA freeway Without getting killed or caught I'd be down that road in a cloud of smoke For some land that I ain't bought bought bought Here's to you old skinny Dennis Only one I think I will miss I can hear that old bass singing Sweet and low like a gift you're bringin' Play it for me just one more time now Got to give it all we can now I beleive everything your saying Just keep on, keep on playing Chorus And you put the pink card in the mailbox Leave the key in the old front door lock They will find it likely as not I'm sure there's somethin' we have forgot Oh Susanna, don't you cry, babe Love's a gift that's surely handmade We've got something to believe in Dontcha' think it's time we're leavin' Chorus --Guy Clark
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#17
01-18-2006, 05:59 PM
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Re: Best L.A. Song
Straight Outta Compton
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#20
01-18-2006, 06:26 PM
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Re: The Triumverate
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I live in the land of the freeways Home of the smog and traffic The sun and the air The mountains and sea Streams and palm trees The valleys... The canyons... The mountains... The beaches... Hollywood, downtown, the valley Are all places you should see The city at night, the city so bright a short time away a campfire sight The missions... The mansions... The farmlands... Punk rock bands... People come from all over to work and live in the sun It's always so nice my own paradise The desert , the snow So many places to go The people... The places... The weather... The faces... That's for me [/ QUOTE ] What song is this, sounds familiar?
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