Los Angeles

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The Decemberists - Los Angeles, I'm Yours

There is a city by the sea

A gentle company

I don't suppose you want to

And as it tells its sorry tale

In harrowing detail

Its hollowness will haunt you

Its streets and boulevards

Orphans and oligarchs it hears

A plaintive melody

Truncated symphony

An ocean's garbled vomit on the shore,

Los Angeles, I'm yours



Oh ladies, pleasant and demure

Sallow-cheeked and sure

I can see your undies

And all the boys you drag about

An empty fellow found

From Saturdays to Mondays

You hill and valley crowd

Hanging your trousers down at heel

This is the realest thing

As ancient choirs sing

A dozen blushing cherubs wheel above

Los Angeles I love



Oh what a rush of wry belan (?)

Languor on divans

Dalliant and dainty

But oh, the smell of burnt cocaine

The dolor and decay

It only makes me cranky

Oh great calamity,

Ditch of iniquity and tears

How I abhor this place

Its sweet and bitter taste

Has left me wretched, retching on all fours

Los Angeles, I'm yours

:D :D :D
 
The Refreshments - Los Angeles

Well these legions of lesions that I’ve acquired
are suggesting the best thing to do is retire
But here comes the dumb thing
I’ve got to do something
Or demons of love will descend from above
So I’ve let go of the rope yes I’ve abandoned all hope
before this pushing comes to more shoving

Now stay away from Los Angeles
If what you want to find there is loving

Yeah these legions of lesions that we’ve acquired
are suggesting the best thing to do is to retire
But here’s just a sliver of what they’ll deliver
A kick to the head and a shot to the liver
We’ve let go of the rope yes we’ve abandoned all hope
before this pushing comes to more shoving

Now stay away from Los Angeles
If what you want to find there is loving
Yeah, loving, alright, loving, ok loving

So squash me as flat as a dime
in the middle of my prime
With the gentleness of a biblical dove

So we’ve let go of the rope yes let’s abandoned all hope
before this pushing comes to more shoving

Now stay away from Los Angeles, mmmhhmmm
Stay away from Los Angeles
Let's stay away from Los Angeles if what you want to find there is loving.
Alright, loving
Loving
Loving
Loving
l-o-v-i-n-g
Loving

:D:D:D:D
 
Billy Idol- L.A. Woman

Well, I just got into town about an hour ago
Took a look around, see which way the wind blow
Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows

Are you a lucky little lady in The City of Light
Or just another lost angel...City of Night
City of Night, City of Night, City of Night, woo,
c'mon

L.A. Woman, L.A. Woman
L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon
L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon
L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon
Drive thru your suburbs
Into your blues, into your blues, yeah
Into your blue-blue Blues
Into your blues, ohh, yeah

I see your hair is burnin'
Hills are filled with fire
If they say I never loved you
You know they are a liar
Drivin' down your freeways
Midnite alleys roam
Cops in cars, the topless bars
Never saw a woman...
So alone, so alone
So alone, so alone

Motel Money Murder Madness
Let's change the mood from glad to sadness

Mr. Mojo Risin', Mr. Mojo Risin'
Mr. Mojo Risin', Mr. Mojo Risin'
Got to keep on risin'
Mr. Mojo Risin', Mr. Mojo Risin'
Mojo Risin', gotta Mojo Risin'
Mr. Mojo Risin', gotta keep on risin'
Risin', risin'
Gone risin', risin'
I'm gone risin', risin'
I gotta risin', risin'
Well, risin', risin'
I gotta, wooo, yeah, risin'
Woah, ohh yeah

Well, I just got into town about an hour ago
Took a look around, see which way the wind blow
Where the little girls in their Hollywood
bungalows

Are you a lucky little lady in The City of Light
Or just another lost angel...City of Night
City of Night, City of Night, City of Night,
woah, c'mon

L.A. Woman, L.A. Woman
L.A. Woman, your my woman
Little L.A. Woman, Little L.A. Woman
L.A. L.A. Woman Woman
L.A. Woman c'mon

:D :D :D :D :D
 
Atmosphere- Los Angeles

Oh yeah) Los Angeles, hot and bothered
Helicopters watch their daughters play parking lot soccer
A whole lot of love from the target's hide
Got a soul looking for a magic carpet ride
Environment, perfect for a hustle
Many people are distracted by the puzzle
And while they're not lookin', the angel got tooken
Welcome to the gray space between fingerprinting and booking
Do your best 'cause the lesson is love
It's enough to keep your head up, another day to get up
Wake up, and let the sun shine through the smog
Free the dialogue 'til everyone believes in God
L.A., to some it's hell, to some it's play
Pay the cover charge and watch what you say
The Barbie doll's caught, body parts come off
And I think she's a he...STOP, look at how it walks
They got the weirdoes, the talent, the beautiful
An arm and a leg for a one-story cubicle
And if the heat don't beat you, the pigs will
Everyone's relaxed, but no one can sit still
Los Angeles... I love it, I love it...
(Lips Glisten... believe 'em.)


:D :D :D :D :D
 
Dream on baby, dream on... :D


Bad Religion - Los Angeles is burning

Somewhere high in the desert near a curtain of a blue,
St. Anne's skirts are billowing
But down here in the city of the lime-lights,
The fans of Santa Ana are witherin'.
And you can't deny that living is easy,
If you never look behind the scenery.
It's showtime for dry climes,
And Bedlam is dreamin' of rain.

When the hills of Los Angeles are burnin',
Palm trees are candles in the murder wind.
So many lives on the breeze,
Even the stars are ill at ease.
And Los Angeles is burnin'.

This is not a test,
Of the emergency broadcast system,
When Malibu fires and radio towers,
Conspire to dance again.
And I cannot believe the media Mecca,
They're only trying to peddle reality, catch it on prime time, story at nine.
The whole world is goin' insane.

When the hills of Los Angeles are burnin',
Palm trees are candles in the murder wind.
So many lives are on the breeze,
Even the stars are ill at ease.
And Los Angeles is burnin'.

A placard reads,
The end of days,
Jacaranda bows are bending in the haze

More a question than a curse,
How could hell be any worse?

The flames are stunnin',
The cameras runnin',
So take warnin'.

When the hills of Los Angeles are burnin',
Palm trees are candles in the murder wind.
So many lives are on the breeze,
Even the stars are ill at ease.
And Los Angeles is burnin'.

:D:D:D:D:D:D
 
Pozdrav svima. Da li bi iko mogao da mi da koristan savet na temu kako ostvariti pravo na useljeničku vizu za U.S.
A pošto me zanima konkretno Los Angeles, da li ima nekog sa foruma ko zivi tamo? Zanima me način, kako iz Srbije doći u Los Angeles? Pošto iza ovog post-a stoji niz bezuspešnih pokušaja. Hvala u napred svima koji odgovore.
 

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