Text písně Death Cab For Cutie: Why You'd Want To Live Here

Why You'd Want To Live Here


I'm in los angeles today it smells like an airport runway jet fuel stenches in the cabin and lights flickering at random

I'm in los angeles today garbage cans comprise the medians of freeways always creaping even when the population's sleeping

And i can't see why you'd want to live here

I'm in los angeles today asked a gas station employee if he ever had trouble breathing and he said "it varies from season to season, kid"

It's where our best are on display motion picture actors' houses maps are never ever current so save your film and $15

And i can't see why you'd want to live here
Billboards reach past the tallest buildings,
"we are not perfect but we sure try"
As UV rays "degradate" our youth with time

The vessel keeps pumping us through this entropic place in the belly of the beast that is californ-i-a,
I drank from a faucet and i kept my receipts for when the weigh me on my way out (here nothing is free)
The greyhounds keep coming dumping locusts into the street until the gutters overflow and los angeles thinks, "i might explode someday soon"

It's a lovely summer's day and i can almost see a skyline through a thickening shroud of egos
(is this the city of angeles or demons?)
Here the names are what remain stars encapsulate the gold lame and they need constant cleaning for when the tourists begin salivating

You can't swim in a town this shallow - you will most assuredly drown tomorrow







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