"Los Angeles" lyrics

Got everything you ever wanted
Ah, please, don't tell me that it's a bitch
I am at awe and disgusted
With the smell of Los Angeles

We'll get there and we'll look around
Once we throw away the map
I'll be the first one to throw
My keys into the canyon

What we're gonna do after that? (Well)
What we're gonna do after that? (Yeah)
What we're gonna do after that?

Well, from my height, the light makes everything look different
From my height, the light makes everything okay
And from inside your car, with the radio going
You hope that everything will go your way

I just woke up, man, it's three years later
Oh, for a grass leaving me cold
I prefer to focus on all the other people
Living their lives on the television shows

We'll get there and we'll look around
Once we throw away the map
I'll be the first one to throw
My keys into the canyon

What we're gonna do after that? (Well)
What we're gonna do after that? (Yeah)
What we're gonna do after that?

Well, from my height, the light makes everything look different
From my height, the light makes everything okay
And from inside your car, with the radio going
You hope that everything will go your way
And from my height, at night, the freeway looks like lava flowing
In those lights, at night, make your whole world dissolve
And in my car, the time has collapsed completely
'Til there's nothing left, there is nothing left at all

(Nothing)
(Nothing at all)
(Yeah)

Got everything we ever wanted
Can't we say that life's a bitch?
We're in awe and disgusted
With the smell of Los Angeles

We'll get there and we'll look around
Once we throw away the map
Drive to town
We're down to the ocean

What we're gonna do after that? (Well)
What we're gonna do after that? (Yeah)
What we're gonna do after that?

Ah, from my height, the light makes everything look different
From my height, the light makes everything okay
And from inside your car, with the radio going
You're hoping that everything will go your way
And from my height, at night, the freeway looks like lava flowing
In those lights, at night, make your whole world dissolve
And in my car, the time has collapsed completely
'Til there's nothing left, hardly anything left at all

(Nothing)
(Nothing at all)

Got everything you ever wanted
Please, don't tell me that's a bitch
You're in awe and disgusted
With the smell of Los Angeles