I look around and all I see is pain and suffering Reflected on the 50 facets of a diamond ring Drippin’ fae a haun hingin’ oot a yellow Lambo Aviators to the haters Fuck you all, I'm fuckin’ Rambo I walk the line, I walk the line, I walk the fuckin’ line I take the time, I take the time, but there’s no fuckin’ time TMI, TMI, fucking TFI Now get me off this fucking rock before I fucking fry And so it goes and so it goes And so it flows and so it flows Down down to Downtown Down to the Pacific, to the Pacific We’re living in LA Times LA, LA LA, LA LA, LA LA, LA LA, LA LA, LA LA, LA LA, LA A litany of pity pouring out of every pore Until you find a strung out junkie shitting on your door And where there’s one you know there’s going to be a dozen more 911, lots of fun, here we, here we, here we go! 44 billionaires and they’re sitting pretty Counting crypto in their caves high above the burning city Mickey Mouse in the house Peaceful sleep, filtered air Pay your tax, antivax Ginger Rogers ‘Mon the Dodgers LA, LA LA, LA LA, LA LA, LA LA, LA LA, LA LA, LA LA, LA And so it goes and so it goes And so it flows and so it flows Down down to Downtown Down to the Pacific, to the Pacific We’re living in LA Times All the tears you cry today Are never gonna save you when it rains in LA All the tears you cry today Are never gonna save you when it rains in LA All the tears you cry today Are never gonna save you when it rains in LA All the tears you cry today Are never gonna save you when it rains in LA Rains in LA, rains in LA Rains in LA, rains in LA