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Waking Up in Los Angeles Fruit Bats Well, we all want a home—metaphorical or real Some place to make us feel whole And the words to this song—while geographically specific They could apply to anywhere, or any of you I'm talking to you Waking Los Angeles Atmosphere [Flight Announcement] 'Flight 101, Super Jet service for Pittsburgh and Los Angeles will depart from Gate 12. Passengers may proceed into the gate area for checking...' Los Angeles Mat Kearney west With a little studio time Futon in the valley And the dream gone wild Ralph's turkey in the pouch And Ramen in the cup Check the funds in the account When the pennies add up Well, this fire in my Los Angeles Big Thief Los Angeles, 3:33, nothing on the stereo Dirty tea, you're like the Mona Lisa Smiling in the half-light Mysteriously, but seriously I'd follow you forever Even without looking You call, we come together Los Angeles Frank Black I met a man He was a good man Sailing and shoring Dancing the beta can can Making me foreign Oh yeah I want to live in Los Angeles Not the one in Los Angeles No, not the one in South California They got Los Angeles 69 Eyes Some say money Some say a dream Some get laid on the silver screen What does faith mean In the world on the Sunset down Some say money Some say fame Some get a losing hand in the game What does Los Angeles Counting Crows Dancing like the nights are down in Nashville But I seem to know the ghosts who like to run I got a call to go to a late night picture show So I traded in the darkness and i'm already glad I'm already Los Angeles Peter Bradley Adams Oh Los Angeles we leave you now At the setting of your skies As we leave the comfort of your ground With your angels we will fly Well you carried us in broken dreams Like a mother does her sons We Rushin' River Valley Fruit Bats I felt you coming my way before I knew who you were Like the fog in my thoughts in a beautiful blur There was a ripple in the air before you walked into the room Right then I could tell that you'd been Los Angeles: City of Death Swans Ah, we're drugged by the sun Here he comes, here he comes Just waiting to become Here he comes, here he comes Growing in a lung Here he comes, here he comes Gathering our tongues Here he comes, here he Sick of This Feeling Fruit Bats Like the crest of a wave Rising up from the water Washing over you Washing over me It comes in and it rolls Like mist over the valley Breezes It freezes, freezes I know you're sick of this feeling I'm Los Angeles Morten Harket We Used to Live Here Fruit Bats We used to call this our home We were the perfect age And the rent was so low All that we had then was our love Making it up as we went along We used to live here We used to live here Remember our backyard Higher Love Los Angeles Thank you for the love, the tears, the hears Sent from up above for me to be complete Thanks for everything you do You taught me how to dream, believe and be near Nothing is for free, we receive what It’s Beginning To Look Like Christmas Fruit Bats It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas Everywhere you go Take a look in the Five and Ten Glistening once again With candy canes and silver lanes aglow It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas Toys Los Angeles Times Xzibit burning Cause the cops got uzis and the dealers keep serving and your kids ain't learning shit, except this Sex power and wealth, fuck everything else (repeat 2X except last line) Trying to survive, Los Tacoma Fruit Bats I might just go back to Tacoma If it'll have me back I miss the lingering blanket of cold cloud And the moss in the sidewalk cracks Yeah I may go back to old Tacoma If it opens its arms I surely will Back Los Angeles (Moksi Remix) 슬기 (SEULGI), Moksi 깨어난 순간 쏟아진 태양 새하얀 잔상 가득한 공간 발을 뗀 순간에 잊었던 꿈과 천사가 숨겨둔 행운을 찾아 Oh I'm lost in Los Angeles Oh I'm oh I'm loving it Lost in Los Angeles I'm lost in Los Angeles Oh I'm oh I'm loving it Lost in Los Angeles Oh After Los Angeles Joe Firstman Paulie's girl But I don't need any of that I got a number on a napkin A soup can to sing through A tune in its worst mood I got a temper like a fistfight And a tab after midnight And a right fast woman Los Angeles, No Offense Cyn Like, what's wrong with me And I say "a lot, it's a lot" Ooh, I've been hanging by a thread I've been tryna break the bread Wear it all on my sleeve If it were up to me I'd leave Los Angeles Los Angeles Strange Fruit (Live At Philharmonic Auditorium, Los Angeles / 1945) Billie Holiday Southern trees bear a strange fruit Blood on the leaves and blood at the root Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the gallant It All Comes Back Fruit Bats Promises Los Angeles In your eyes I can see no shame, no sorrow And a useless conversation is what we will get from you When you came you said your love was greater But I had the feeling you would be wrong But now Sleepless Soul Coughing Angeles it is 5 a.m. and you are listening to Los Angeles it is 5 a.m. and you are listening to Los Angeles and the radio man says it is a beautiful night out there and the radio man says rock and roll Screenwriters Blues Soul Coughing Angeles it is 5 a.m. and you are listening to Los Angeles it is 5 a.m. and you are listening to Los Angeles and the radio man says it is a beautiful night out there and the radio man says rock and roll The Mephistopheles Of Los Angeles Marilyn Manson I don't know if I cannot open up I've been opened enough I don't know if I can open up I'm not a birthday present I'm aggressive aggressive The past is over Now the passive seems so pathetic Are Nothing To Hide Los Angeles There in my darkest hour, Somehow you knew what I felt And just in the nick of time you Saved me from myself Didn? Bats The Uncluded Plainclothes sputtering A strange home spine chilling cluster to unfuck Sup sup all steady with little magic No checked bags show up with the most baggage Fresh hell dragging old hell up from L.A. (‭+1 .818.643.6885‬) will hyde 외 2명 I can hear you cryin' Just know that it hurts me leavin' I got no words to say But I wish this was different I'm gonna miss you the most We won't be close in the morning Cause I'll be in Los Angeles Where Lazy Days Shwayze, Cisco Adler know if you know what I mean But it's love in Los Angeles Hey, lazy days in Los Angeles If it ain't your parents it's the damn police We just wanna get our kicks for free We just wanna get our kicks for