Los Angeles Lyrics

Had my last supper in El Segundo

Then I left to cross the sea

Stared at Hawthorne down from heaven

The ghost of Dennis stared back at me

And he said

"Having ridden the snake into a circle it's got nothing left to eat but its tail"

And I said "man, I'm way too sober for this, what the hell?"

But then the plane reached the peak of its ascent

We were high enough to see

Looped horizons stretching backwards

We looked at all of history

Oh, America

We hardly knew ye

They only ever told your stories

Like they were half-remembered dreams

And in Santa Monica

The T-birds cruise along the beach

Gazing westwards towards the sunset

They cast their shadows to the east

Turned my attention back to Dennis

Asked why he'd just now reappeared

He said a deja-vu-type feeling manifested him back here

He went on

"With the gift of hindsight I can see that this time it's all a sham"

And I knew then he was no prophet, just a weathered man

But I couldn't stay mad

Oh, America

Always reflected

In chrome and backyard poolsides glistening

A glimpse is all you can afford

Vision of Los Angeles

Already gone when I was born

But I know you weren't real anyways

You were never mine to mourn

And now we're all lined up on this crazy cliff

Our heels out over the canyon

The sky is burning amethyst

A twelve-string chimes in the abyss

I take a look over my shoulder and I see them

Fluorescent ghosts with neon halos

With brimming eyes they join their hands and they bow