Jesus In L.A.

Testo di Jesus In L.A.

Anno2020
GenerePop
Durata3:13
Lingua originaleInglese
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Well, I shook hands with the devil Down on the south side And he bought us both a drink With a pad and a pencil sat by his side I said: Tell me what you think I've been looking for my savior, looking for my truth I even asked my shrink He brought me down to his level Said: Son, you're not special You won't find him where you think You won't find him down on Sunset Or at a party in the hills At the bottom of the bottle Or when you're tripping on some pills When they sold you the dream you were just 16 Packed a bag and ran away And it's a crying shame you came all this way 'Cause you won't find Jesus in LA And it's a crying shame you came all this way 'Cause you won't find Jesus in LA Took a sip of his whiskey Said: Now that you're with me Well, I think that you should stay Yeah, I know you've been busy Searching through the city So let me share the way I know I'm not your savior Know I'm not your truth But I think we could be friends He said: Come down to my level Hang out with the devil Let me tell you, in the end You won't find him down on sunset Or at a party in the hills At the bottom of the bottle Or when you're tripping on some pills When they sold you the dream you were just 16 Packed a bag and ran away And it's a crying shame you came all this way 'Cause you won't find Jesus in LA And it's a crying shame you came all this way 'Cause you won't find Jesus in LA And that is when I knew that it was time to go home And that is when I realized that I was alone And all the vibrant colors from the lights fade away And I don't care what they say You won't find him down on sunset Or at a party in the hills At the bottom of the bottle Or when you're tripping on some pills When they sold you the dream you were just 16 Packed a bag and ran away And it's a crying shame you came all this way 'Cause you won't find Jesus in LA I won't find him down on sunset Or at a party in the hills At the bottom of the bottle Or when I'm tripping on some pills When they sold me the dream I was just 16 Packed my bag and ran away And it's a crying shame I came all this way 'Cause I won't find Jesus in LA And it's a crying shame I came all this way 'Cause I won't find Jesus in LA