City of Angels
(Written by Corrinne May Ying Foo)
Dogs walk free with diamond colors
Free men hang from ropes and dollars
Train tracks stitch the jagged scars
Stretched faces on aging stars
Empty beds in furniture stores
Angels sleep on skid row floors
Broken wings for a dollar a pound
"Can you spare some change?"
I'm strolling down, rolling down. Sunset Boulevard.
I see the paparazzi try to catch a falling star.
Just another day you're on your way in the City of Angels
All the make-up in this town covers the frowns
Yeah the world seems upside down in the City of Angels
Cars kissing on the 405 colors blend and interwine
You and me, we're just a bunch of dreamers lucky to collide
Sure. we're living on nickels and dimes amd the earth could shake at anytime
But we're holding on to something true and with your hand in mine
We'll be strolling down, rolling down. Sunset Boulevard.
They say that opposites attact, well this is the city of us.
Just another day you're on your way in the City of Angels
Leave the make-up in this town for all the clowns
'Causr the world seems upside down in the City of Angels
Let it rain down. Washing the make-up from this town.
Let it rain dowm. Thirsty people all around.
Just another day you're on your way in the City of Angels
Leave the make-up in this town, for all the clowns.
'Cause the world seems upside down
Yeah the world seems upside down in the City of Angels
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