Lyrics:
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
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
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
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
Cuando los ángeles lloran
Lluvia cae sobre la aldea
Lluvia sobre el campanario
Pues alguien murió
Un ángel cayó
Un ángel murió
Un ángel se fue
Y
Cuando los ángeles lloran
Lluvia cae sobre la aldea
Lluvia sobre el campanario
Pues alguien murió
Un ángel cayó
Un ángel murió
Un ángel se fue
Y
you fall asleep while you're watching TV
Well honey, I'm just trying to make some sense in Los Angeles
Boston gets cold this time of year
It seems
to the sound as they bomb the Sixth Street Bridge
Whoa
Listen to the sound of the voices south of Fifth
In Los Angeles, when will you save me?
Los Angeles
Honey I'm just trying to make some friends
Well baby I'm not trying to make amends
For coming to Los Angeles
Oh Los Angeles
No more Boston, no more
a picture of God
And floated away
Ride downtown Los Angeles
Ride downtown Los Angeles
When your hands are broken
When your words are slipping
Put your
Cuando los ángeles lloran
Lluvia cae sobre la aldea
Lluvia sobre el campanario
Alguien murió
Un ángel cayó
Un ángel murió
Un ángel se fue
Y no
Released as be-side of "the carpet crawlers" single, 1975.
Live version of "the waiting room", recorded at los angeles shrine 1975.
Seen your pictures in the 'zines
And you look real good
Pale blank faces - black and white keen
London boys - cigarette lean
London boys
Wish you
Louie"! They like it loud too, you know?
[FZ:]Let's hear again for the London Philharmonic Orchestra!
Baby you could be a movie star, hey (in Los Angeles)
Get yourself a medical card, yea (in Los Angeles)
Cause that's how California rolls
They do
Oh, and I was almost loved
Oh, and we were almost loved
Oh, and we were almost loved
(Los Angeles, Los Angeles)
(Los Angeles, Los Angeles)
(Los
never need
I'm in a Los Angeles cathedral
Minor singin' airheads sing for me
Put an ocean and a river between everybody else
Between everything,
I don't like cities
But I like New York
Other places make me feel like a dork
Los Angeles is for people who sleep
Paris and London, baby you can
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