Songs with LA in them

[floydian slip]

One per post
Los Angeles and Hollywood are acceptable too.


The Doors - L.A. Woman

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

[daddydirt]

Beth Hart - L.A. Song

She hangs around the boulevard
She's a local girl with local scars
She got home late
She got home late
She drank so hard the bottle ached
And she tried and she tried and she tried and she tried
but nothin's clear in a bar full a flies
So she takes and she takes, she takes and she takes
She understands when she gives it away
She says

Man I gotta get outta this town
Man I gotta get outta this pain
Man I gotta get outta this town
Outta this town and out of L.A.

She's gotta gun
She's gotta gun
She got a gun she calls the lucky one
She left a note right by the phone
"Don't leave a message 'cause this ain't no home"
And she cried and she cried and she cried and she cried
She cried so long her tears ran dry
Then she laughed and she laughed, she laughed and she laughed
'Cause she knew she was never comin' back..........She said

Man I'm gonna get outta this town
Man I'm gonna get outta this pain
Man I'm gonna get outta this town
Outta this town & out of L.A.

It's all she loves
It's all she hates
It's all too much for her to take
She can't be sure just where it ends
or where the good life begins

So she took a train
She took a train
To a little old town without a name
She met a man
He took her in
But fed her all the same bullshit again
'Cause he lied and he lied and he lied and he lied
He lied like a salesman sellin' flies
So she screamed and she screamed and she screamed and she screamed
It's a different place
But the same old thang

It's all I love
It's all I hate
It's all too much for me to take
I can't be sure
where it begins
Or if the good life lies within..........So she said

Man I gotta get out of this town
Yeah, now I gotta get back on that train
Man I gotta get out of this town
I'm outta my pain
So I'm goin' back to L.A.
Oh
Back to L.A.
Back to L.A.
Yeah yeah I'm going back to L.A.
I'm goin' back to L.A.

[Jader]

Tool - Aenema

Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will.
I sure could use a vacation from this

Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks

Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.

Fret for your figure and
Fret for your latte and
Fret for your hairpiece and
Fret for your lawsuit and
Fret for your prozac and
Fret for your pilot and
Fret for your contract and
Fret for your car.

It's a
Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks

Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.

Some say a comet will fall from the sky.
Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves.
Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still.
Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits.

Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will cuz
I sure could use a vacation from this

Silly shit, stupid shit...

One great big festering neon distraction,
I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied.

Learn to swim.

Mom's gonna fix it all soon.
Mom's comin' round to put it back the way it ought to be.

Learn to swim.

Fuck L Ron Hubbard and
Fuck all his clones.
Fuck all those gun-toting
Hip gangster wannabes.

Learn to swim.

Fuck retro anything.
Fuck your tattoos.
Fuck all you junkies and
Fuck your short memory.

Learn to swim.

Fuck smiley glad-hands
With hidden agendas.
Fuck these dysfunctional,
Insecure actresses.

Learn to swim.

Cuz I'm praying for rain
And I'm praying for tidal waves
I wanna see the ground give way.
I wanna watch it all go down.
Mom please flush it all away.
I wanna watch it go right in and down.
I wanna watch it go right in.
Watch you flush it all away.

Time to bring it down again.
Don't just call me pessimist.
Try and read between the lines.

I can't imagine why you wouldn't
Welcome any change, my friend.

I wanna see it all come down.
suck it down.
flush it down.

[Fantom]

Faster Pussycat - Babylon

Livin' in L.A. is so much a fight
Boy you is ugly and your girlfriend wieghs a ton
We was sittin' in our car in a traffic jam
And a turd says "Hey Ain't you that guy in Wham?"

No We won't shut up We're just babblin' on and on
Babylon Babblin' on and on Shut up PPPUSSYCAT Shut up

Man That hoochie-koochie made me dizzy Cowabunga
I said shut your face and take off what you got under
Went outside Said your place Not mine
Toss her panties on the couch and she smells like she might die

No We won't shut up We're just babblin' on and on
Babylon Babblin' on and on

SOLO

Caught in a Bel-Air with Buffy and Biffy
Some homeboy says "Hey guys Want some sniffy?"
On the trigger was a punch and we put a Spanish Fly
Biffy's without spot And Buffy's on my thigh

No We won't shut up We're just babblin' on and on
Babylon Babblin' on and on
PPPPUSSYCAT Shut up PPPPUSSYCAT Shut up
PPPPUSSYCAT Shut up Shut up PPPPUSSYCAT Shut up

[Dawn]

Pete Townshend
La La La Lies


If I'm so lost without a friend
Tell me, who's this by my side?
This girl with eyes like gems
And cool reactions to your lies
Lies
La la la la la la lies

You can't repeat what you put 'round
All the things that made me cry
You kicked me when I was down
And they hurt me all those lies
Lies
La la la la la la lies

I've got my girl and together we're strong
To laugh at you and prove you wrong

I don't insist that you feel bad
I just want to see you smile
Don't ever think you made me mad
I didn't listen to your lies
Lies
La la la la la la lies

If I'm so lost without a friend
Tell me, who's this by my side?
This girl with eyes like gems
And cool reactions to your lies
Lies
La la la la la la lies

I don't insist that you feel bad
I just want to see you smile
Don't ever think you made me mad
I didn't listen to your lies

[Wenchie]

OPERATOR (That's Not The Way It Feels)

-Jim Croce

Operator, well could you help me place this call?
See, the number on the matchbook is old and faded.
She's living in L. A. with my best old ex-friend Ray,
A guy she said she knew well and sometimes hated.

Isn't that the way they say it goes? Well, let's forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it,
So I can call just to tell 'em I’m fine and to show
I've overcome the blow, I’ve learned to take it well --
I only wish my words could just convince myself
That it just wasn't real, but that's not the way it feels.

Operator, well could you help me place this call?
Well, I can't read the number that you just gave me.
There's something in my eyes, you know it happens every time --
I think about a love that I thought would save me.

Isn't that the way they say it goes? Well, let's forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it,
So I can call just to tell 'em I’m fine and to show
I've overcome the blow, I’ve learned to take it well --
I only wish my words could just convince myself
That it just wasn't real, but that's not the way it feels.
No, no, no, no -- that's not the way it feels.

Operator, well let's forget about this call --
There's no one there I really wanted to talk to.
Thank you for your time, ah, you've been so much more than kind.
And you can keep the dime.

Isn't that the way they say it goes? Well, let's forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it,
So I can call just to tell 'em I’m fine and to show
I've overcome the blow, I’ve learned to take it well --
I only wish my words could just convince myself
That it just wasn't real, but that's not the way it feels.
No, no, no, no -- that's not the way it feels.

[floydian slip]

Arlo Guthrie - Coming Into Los Angeles

Coming in from London
From over the pole
Flying in a big airliner
Chickens flying everywhere around the plane
Could we ever feel much finer?

Coming into Los Angeles
Bringing in a couple of keys
Don't touch my bags if you please
Mister Customs Man

There's a guy with a ticket to Mexico
No, he couldn't look much stranger
Walking in the hall with his things and all
Smiling, said he was the Lone Ranger

Coming into Los Angeles
Bringing in a couple of keys
Don't touch my bags if you please
Mister Customs Man

Hip woman walking on a moving floor
Tripping on the escalator
There's a man in the line
And she's blowing his mind
Thinking that he's already made her

Coming into Los Angeles
Bringing in a couple of keys
Don't touch my bags if you please
Mister Customs Man

Coming in from London
From over the pole
Flying in a big airliner
Chickens flying everywhere around the plane
Could we ever feel much finer?

Coming into Los Angeles
Bringing in a couple of keys
Don't touch my bags if you please
Mister Customs Man

[daddydirt]

Joni Mitchell - Court and Spark

Love came to my door
With a sleeping roll
And a madman's soul
He thought for sure I'd seen him
Dancing up a river in the dark
Looking for a woman
To court and spark

He was playing on the sidewalk
For passing change
When something strange happened
Glory train passed through him
So he buried the coins he made
In People's Park
And went looking for a woman
To court and spark

It seemed like he read my mind
He saw me mistrusting him
And still acting kind
He saw how I worried sometimes
I worry sometimes

All the guilty people, he said
They've all seen the stain
On their daily bread
On their christian names
I cleared myself
I sacrificed my blues
And you could complete me
I'd complete you

His eyes were the color of the sand
And the sea
And the more he talked to me
You know the more he reached me
But I couldn't let go of L.A.
City of the fallen angels

[thinker]

Led Zeppelin - Sick Again

Steve Miller Band - Rock 'N Me

Will post no lyrics at this time.

[twinspan]

not sure if this counts...

The Stooges - L.A. Blues

<5 minutes of incomprehensible screeching, screaming and groaning>


BTW do you folks actually sit there and transcribe all those lyrics or is there some site that lists them all?

[floydian slip]

twinspan, I have many lyrics pages in my favorites sub folder but its just as easy to type in "Stooges - L.A. Blues lyrics" in google


The Beatles - Blue Jay Way

There's a fog upon L.A.
And my friends have lost their way
We'll be over soon they said
Now they've lost themselves instead.
Please don't be long please don't you be very long
Please don't be long or I may be asleep
Well it only goes to show
And I told them where to go
Ask a policeman on the street
There's so many there to meet
Please don't be long please don't you be very long
Please don't be long or I may be asleep
Now it's past my bed I know
And I'd really like to go
Soon will be the break of day
Sitting here in Blue Jay Way
Please don't be long please don't you be very long
Please don't be long or I may be asleep.
Please don't be long please don't you be very long
Please don't be long
Please don't be long please don't you be very long
Please don't be long
Please don't be long please don't you be very long
Please don't be long
Don't be long - don't be long - don't be long
Don't be long - don't be long - don't be long.

[daddydirt]

The Delfonics - LA LA Means I Love You

[tafkaMr.E]

The Mamas & the Papas

California dreaming

All the leaves are brown
And the sky is grey
I've been for a walk
On a winter's day
I'd be safe and warm
If I was in L.A.
California dreaming
On such a winter's day
Stopped into a church
I passed along the way
Well I got down on my knees
And I pretend to pray
I pretend to pray
You know the preacher likes the cold
He knows I'm gonna stay
California dreaming
On such a winter's day
All the leaves are brown
And the sky is grey
I've been for a walk
On a winter's day
If I didn't tell her
I could leave today
California dreaming
On such a winter's day
California dreaming
On such a winter's day
On such a winter's day

[twinspan]

Originally posted by floydian slip
twinspan, I have many lyrics pages in my favorites sub folder but its just as easy to type in "Stooges - L.A. Blues lyrics" in google

LOL, I was being serious: 'L.A. Blues' really is just 5 minutes of screaming, no lyrics whatsoever. Just wondering if the title alone counts here?

As for finding lyrics, Google turns up piles of stuff (anything from a 1-page fan site saying he 'loves their lyrics' to some massive commercial retailer just randomly generating band names to draw traffic), but I was wondering if anybody had any personal recommendations for general lyrics sites or a good webring. (I found lyrics.com, fairly obvious that one, but it seems mostly geared toward the latest stuff.)

[Wenchie]

Twinspan.....try a dogpile search with "lyrics and bands" ...should turn up a few for you

[JackUzi]

"L.A."-The Fall

Odeon
Sky
Uncanny
Bushes are in disagreement with the heat

L.A.

Uncanny
Person
They have filled boulevards with white snow,scum-ball

L.A.

This is my happening and it freaks me out

[assorted]

God I love that Tool song Aenima. This one isn't as good but summarizes my feelings just as well on that shithole city:

Circle Jerks - Beverly Hills

Beverly Hills
Beverly Hills, century city
everything's so nice and pretty
all the people look the same
don't they know they're so damn lame

there she goes
three piece suit
spandex pants
cowboy boots

I don't know what i'm gonna do
I don't know what i'm gonna do
maybe i'll have to move from

Beverly Hills, century city
everything's so nice and pretty
All the people look the same
don't they know they're so damn lame

there she goes
three piece suit
spandex pants
fiorucci too
beverly hills, century city!

[JackUzi]

Randy Newman-"I love L.A."

Hate New York City
It's cold and it's damp
And all the people dressed like monkeys
Let's leave Chicago to the eskimos
That towns a little too rugged
For you and me, you bad girl

Rollin' down the Imperial Highway
With a big nasty redhead by my side
Santa Ana wind blowin'hot from the north
And we were born to ride

Roll down the window, put down the top
Crank up the Beach Boys, baby
Don't let the music stop
We're gonna ride it til we just cant ride anymore

From the South Bay to the Valley
From the West side to the East Side
Everybody's very happy
'Cause the sun is shining all the time
Looks like another perfect day

I love L.A.(We love it)
I love L.A.(We love it)

Look at the mountain
Look at those trees
Look at that bum over there, man
He's down on his knees
Look at these women
There aint nothin' like 'em nowhere

Century Boulevard (We love it)
Victory Boulevard(We love it)
Santa Monica Boulevard(We love it)
Sixth Street (We love it)

I love L.A.
I love L.A.
(We love it)
ETC.

[floydian slip]

Bob Seger - Hollywood Nights

Night after night, day after day, it went on and on
Then came that morning he woke up alone
He spent all night staring down at the lights of LA
Wondering if he could ever go home

[assorted]

Missing Persons
Walking in L.A.

Look ahead as we pass, try to focus on it
I won't be fooled by a cheap cinematic trick
It must have been just a cardboard cut out of a man
Top forty cast off from a record stand
Walkin' in L.A.
Walkin' in L.A.
Nobody walks in L.A.
I don't know, could've been a lame jogger maybe
Or someone just about to the freeway strangler baby
Shopping cart pusher or maybe someone groovie
One thing's for sure he isn't starring in the movies
'Cause he's walkin' in L.A.
Walkin' in L.A.
Only a nobody walks in L.A.
You won't see a cop walkin' on the beat
You only see'em drivin' cars out on the street
You won't see a kid walkin' home from school
Their mothers pick'em up in a car pool
Could it be that smog's playing tricks on my eyes
Or it's a rollerskater in some kind of headphone disguise
Maybe somebody who just ran out of gas, making his way
Back to the pumps the best way he can