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Loudon Wainwright III

Grey In L.A.

 

Grey In L.A.

(альбом: Strange Weirdos: Music From And Inspired By The Film Knocked Up - 2007)


When it's grey in L.A. I sure like it that way
'Cause there's way too much sunshine around here
I don't know about you, I get so sick of blue skies
Wherever they always appear

And I sure love the sound of the rain pouring down
On my carport roof made out of tin
If there's a flood, then there's gonna be mudslides
We all have to pay for our sin

And I suppose that they'll close canyon roads
And the freeways will all start to clog
And the waters will rise and you won't be surprised
When your whole house smells like your wet dog

When it's grey in L.A. it's much better that way
It reminds you that this town's so cruel
Yeah, it might feel like fun when you're sporting sunglasses
But really you're just one more fool

And I'm just a chump and this whole town's a dump
We came out here to dump all our dreams
Of making it big but we're stuck in a singular nightmare
That's just how it seems

And I suppose Laurie David sure knows
All those cars we drive heat up our earth
And sea temperatures rise and those constant blue skies
And brush fires can sure curb your mirth

Brad Grey's in L.A. yeah okay I should stay here
There's no place that's better I know
For a wannabe star stuck in a car
On a freeway with nowhere to go

When it's grey in L.A. I sure like it that way
'Cause there's way too much sunshine around here
I don't know about you, I get so sick of blue skies
Wherever they always appear

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