City Living
God left Los Angeles
Like a mudslide
All earth
Unlike a natural birth
Jesus did not smile
During this unholy while
Dying a little
In the middle
This city
We must not pity
Going down in flames
Like G. Gordon Liddy
Homeless vets
Bipolar debts
Suicidal sets
Mayor frets
Naked malls
Dirty bathroom stalls
Perverted halls
Raw 911 calls
Corrupt cops in flip flops
Driving slobs for Bobs
Sideway dubs
On a one-way rub
Hollywood dead instead
Actors leaving
Gangs careening
Victims grieving
Tears streaming
Pixies dreaming
Who are we?
Where are we?
No more orange groves
Old-fashioned stoves
Tower Records
Kit Kat Club
Busy subway hub
Theatre scene
Streets clean
Talent not lean
Gridiron scheme
City green
Center mean
Fellini dream
City Living Pt. II
A struggle to pay the rent
Dollars disappearing through the vent
Thank God for Lent
My money is now heaven sent
Like a proper gent
Too many smash and grabs
At top name stores
Looking like whores
L.A. far away
Always gray
Never staid
Movie stars and prison bars
TV screens and brown beach scenes
All the talk
None of the walk
Chickenhawk
Bling and bang
Not sing and sang
I need to go
Before I sink low
Let my soul go
Heart overthrow
In this town that on
Romeo and Juliet frowns
Wearing see-through gown
On female clown
Who likes to lay down
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