Los Angeles 歌词

She had to leave Los Angeles All her toys go around in black and her boys had too She started to hate every Nigger and jew Every mexican that gave her lotta shit Every homosexual and the idle rich (idle rich) She had to (get out) Get out (get out) Get out She gets confused Flying over the Date Line 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 Boulevard the day she left It felt sad, it feld sad It feld sad She had to get out (get out) Get out (get out) Get out She gets confused Flying over the Date Line Her hands turn red 'cause the days change at night Change in an instant The days change at night Change in an instant