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The Band Of Heathens

L.A. Freeway

 

L.A. Freeway

(альбом: Remote Transmissions, Vol. 1 - 2022)


Pack up all your dishes
Make note of all good wishes
And say goodbye to the landlord for me
That son of bitch has always bored me
Throw out them L.A. papers
That moldy box of vanilla wafers
Adios, to all this concrete
Gonna get me some dirt road back streets

If I can just get off of this L.A. freeway
Without getting killed or caught
I be down that road in a cloud of smoke
To some land I ain't bought, bought, bought
If I can just get off of this L.A. freeway
Without getting killed or caught

Here's to you, old skinny Dennis
The only one I think I will miss
I can hear old bass singing
Sweet and low like a gift you're bringing
Play it for me just one more time now
Got to give it all you can now
I believe every thing you're saying
Just to keep on, keep on playing

If I can just get off of this L.A. freeway
Without getting killed or caught
I be down that road in a cloud of smoke
To some land I ain't bought, bought, bought
If I can just get off of this L.A. freeway
Without getting killed or caught

Put the pink card in the mailbox
Leave the key in that old front door lock
They'll find it likely as not
I'm sure there's something we have forgot
Oh, Susanna, don't you cry, baby
Love's a gift that's surely handmade
We got something to believe in
Don't you think it's time, we're leavin'?

If I can just get off of this L.A. freeway
Without getting killed or caught
I be down the road in a cloud of smoke
To some land I ain't bought, bought, bought
If I can just get off of this L.A. freeway
Without getting killed or caught
I be down the road in a cloud of smoke
To some land I ain't bought, bought, bought
If I can just get off of this L.A. freeway
Without getting killed or caught

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