When cops are taking care of business I can understand But the L.A. story′s gone way out of hand Their acts of aggression, they say they′re justified But it seems an obsession has started from the inside They′re shooting anyone who even tries to run They′re shooting little kids with toy guns Take it to a jury but they don′t give a damn Because the one who tells the truth is always the policeman
Beat all the niggers Beat whoever you see Don′t need a reason (We′re) L.A.P.D.
The city of L.A. feels like a prison With helicopters overhead and bullets whizzing by Martial law ain′t no solution Police brutality′s just social pollution
Beat all the white trash Beat whoever you see Don′t need a reason (We′re) L.A.P.D.
They say they′re keeping the peace But I′m not buying it because a billy club ain′t much of a pacifier "Protecting your freedom" Now that′s just a lie It′s an excuse for power that′s more like an alibi Law and order doesn′t really matter When you′re the one getting bruised and battered You take it to a jury, they′ll throw it in your face Because justice in L.A. comes in a can of mace
The canyon air is like a breath of fresh L.A. I was a Star Trek crew member, with my Beatle boots and my Super-8 And I raced you to the top, the camera gets a stuttered shot Of me approaching a painted shrine I kissed the Buddah and made him cry I kissed the Buddah and made him cry Georgie, I′m your friend And the shit-brown reservoir is a testament to the dogs of L.A. They hold the place like the mafia, and say, "Run me around again."
The sawed-off tree trunks stand among the living palms You were beaming as I focused in, and I panned along And I raced you to the top, kicking snakes up from dusty rocks Young Abe Vigoda plays Frankenstein I kissed the Buddah and made him cry I kissed the Buddah and made him cry Georgie, I′m your friend And the shit-brown reservoir is a testament to the dogs of L.A. They hold the place like the mafia, and say, "Run me around again, I wanna go again."
The shit-brown reservoir is a testament to the dogs of L.A.
L.A, L.A, BABY (Shes a) L.A, L.A, BABY (Youre my) L.A, L.A, BABY (Shes a) L.A, L.A, BABY
Driving down the highway with a, Califorin-I-A breeze in my hair YEAH, YEAH! YEAH, YEAH! YEAH, YEAH!
Out on Your Vacation Baby, That′s my destination, see you there YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
Here we GO! So now let′s GO! You gotta, GO! GO! Bring it on!
the two of us tonight we can make this last forever we′re in the neon lights it′s just you and me together hollywood is the time the stars are shining for you and me tonight in this city Where Dreams Are Made of, Where Dreams Are Made of,
Dinner and movie, one on one. The night is ours, I′m on my way. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah. We can do whatever. You can pick a place and tell me WHAT YOU SEE! Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah.
Here we GO! So now let′s GO! You gotta, GO! GO! Bring it on!
the two of us tonight we can make it last forever we′re in the neon lights it′s just you and me together hollywood is the time the stars are shining for you and me tonight in this city Where Dreams Are Made of,
L.A, L.A, BABY (Shes a) L.A, L.A, BABY (Youre my) L.A, L.A, BABY (Shes a) L.A, L.A,
It′s the TWO of Us Tonight we can make it the last forever we′re in neon lights it′s just you and me together hollywood is the time the stars are shining for you and me tonight in this city
Where Dreams Are Made of, YEAH (oh, oh, oh) Where Dreams Are Made of, Yeah (oh, oh, oh) Where Dreams Are Made of, Come on Where Dreams Are Made of
This is for all the ladies This is for all the ladies This is for all the ladies This is for all the ladies
Hey yo check it So ladies Why don′t you have all my babies? It′s doggy style but I don′t have rabies I′m like the sun when it′s rainy Comin′ through in my Mercedes
′Cause will it ever stop I don′t know, I just grab hold of the mic and say no, Always on top I stay dope I keep my cue chalked up ′Cause this is for the ladies
Ladies This is for all the ladies This is for all the ladies This is for all the ladies
I got mad scars Drive really fast cars Always hustling Never busking I′m a lust king Take the words right from your mouth Spit ′em back at you Yo, it′s detrimental to health
That′s all I′m sayin′ Is that I′m really really cool Yo you understand me ′Cause I understand you Yo fellas, don′t get jealous Yeah we like you too But ladies, this one′s for you
One, two, fuck you One, two, fuck you One, two, fuck you One, two, fuck you One, two, fuck you One, two, fuck you One, two, fuck you One, two,
Girls nude. Awkward! Titties, oh my god Titties, oh my god Ass!
Ladies This is for all the ladies This is for all the ladies This is for all the ladies
Ladies, lay me Ladies, lay me Ladies, lay me Ladies, lay me L.A.D.I.E.S. L.A.D.I.E.S. This is for the ladies, this is for the ladies
Well, I just got into town about an hour ago Took a look around, see which way the wind blow Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows
Are you a lucky little lady in The City of Light Or just another lost angel...City of Night City of Night, City of Night, City of Night, woo, c′mon
L.A. Woman, L.A. Woman L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon Drive thru your suburbs Into your blues, into your blues, yeah Into your blue-blue Blues Into your blues, ohh, yeah
I see your hair is burnin′ Hills are filled with fire If they say I never loved you You know they are a liar Drivin′ down your freeways Midnite alleys roam Cops in cars, the topless bars Never saw a woman... So alone, so alone So alone, so alone
Motel Money Murder Madness Let′s change the mood from glad to sadness
Mr. Mojo Risin′, Mr. Mojo Risin′ Mr. Mojo Risin′, Mr. Mojo Risin′ Got to keep on risin′ Mr. Mojo Risin′, Mr. Mojo Risin′ Mojo Risin′, gotta Mojo Risin′ Mr. Mojo Risin′, gotta keep on risin′ Risin′, risin′ Gone risin′, risin′ I′m gone risin′, risin′ I gotta risin′, risin′ Well, risin′, risin′ I gotta, wooo, yeah, risin′ Woah, ohh yeah
Well, I just got into town about an hour ago Took a look around, see which way the wind blow Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows
Are you a lucky little lady in The City of Light Or just another lost angel...City of Night City of Night, City of Night, City of Night, woah, c′mon
L.A. Woman, L.A. Woman L.A. Woman, your my woman Little L.A. Woman, Little L.A. Woman L.A. L.A. Woman Woman L.A. Woman c′mon
Oh here′s a story about a boy named Jay Nothing he did would ever get in my way But there′s still a long long way to go
I′ve only ever seen his face on film I′ve only ever heard the lines he′d say But still they won′t get in my way
I′m always told to be the dreaming kind Wake up one morning and your dreams are life Never let them bring you down Never let them tear me down I always thought that I would follow you Every place and everything you do But I′m happy to be by myself I don′t need no one else
He′s never ever seen my face before I′m trying hard cos this I can′t ignore But there′s still a long long way to go
I′m always told to be the dreaming kind Wake up one morning and your dreams are life Never let them bring you down Never let them tear me down I always thought that I would follow you Every place and everything you do But im happy to be by myself I don′t need no one else
All my dreams are built around your face And this place All the times of staring at the sun You′re the one All my dreams are built around your face And this place All the times of staring at the sun You′re the one
I′m always told to be the dreaming kind Wake up one morning and your dreams are life Never let them bring you down Never let them tear me down I always thought that I would follow you Every place and everything you do But I′m happy to be by myself I don′t need no one else
I′m always told to be the dreaming kind Wake up one morning and your dreams are life Never let them bring you down Never let them tear me down I always thought that I would follow you Every place and everything you do But im happy to be by myself I don′t need no one else
It′s so sad what we have become The beautiful days we seem to leave so undone And I don′t know where we′ll go from here All I know is that I can′t see the sun through the sky from here
Everyone has a finger But they can′t point me to the light He can′t be that hard to find After all we′re so bright
I don′t know if tomorrow has a day I don′t know if the rays will shine my way All I know is that I′m standing in a place where My future looks like the skies of L.A., skies of L.A.
Skies of L.A.
I don′t know if my body can take much more We′re in the land of the richest riches But my mind seems so poor
Everyone has a finger But they can′t point me to the light It shouldn′t be that hard to find After all we′re so bright
I see so many visions But everyone seems out of sight This is total neglection
Skies of L.A. My future looks like the skies of L.A.