Lyrics:
Band: Royal Gypsy orchestra
Cante: ángeles toledano.
Los codigos isrc ya os los he pasado.
Hay un vídeo, una radio single y dos remezclas.
Las dos remix
to Los Angeles
For the language we use
London is dead, London is dead
London is dead, London is dead
London is dead, London is dead
Now I'm too
to Los Angeles
For the language we use
London is dead, London is dead
London is dead, London is dead
London is dead, London is dead
Now I'm too
(going out to London)
Los Angeles (Los Angeles)
I try to keep my head up (my head up)
Girls in the whip (girls in the whip)
I pop a pill, I'm fed up
Comin' into Los Angeles
Bringin' in a couple of keys
Don't touch my bags if you please, mister customs man
Yeah, there's a guy with a ticket to Mexico
There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
Comin' into Los Angeles
Bringin' in a couple of keys
Don't touch my bags if you please, mister customs man
Yeah, there's a guy with a ticket to Mexico
Comin' into Los Angeles
Bringin' in a couple of keys
Don't touch my bags if you please, mister customs man
Yeah, there's a guy with a ticket to Mexico
Kay Slay, Cipha Sounds, Amanda Diva, (Sirius Radio)
Dj Chop, (Enough), DJ Hyphen, Greg Street, you know I'm talkin' 'bout?!
All the radio stations
To watch the desert sun go down
Ridin' down the canyon just to watch the sun go down
A picture that no artist ever could paint
White faced cattle are
Art Garfunkel recorded old people in various locations in New York
And Los Angeles over a period of several months
These voices were taken from
I'm in Los Angeles today
It smells like an airport runway
Jet fuel stench is in the cabin
And lights flickering at random
I'm in Los Angeles
To watch the desert sun go down
Ridin' down the canyon to watch the sun go down
A picture that no artist e'er could paint
White faced cattle lowin'
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to the shore
It was in his blood and in his bones
Ignored by all the trendy boys in London and in Leeds
He might as well have been making toys or strings
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