Owl John - Los Angeles, Be Kind lyrics

You exhaust me you know, Bellowing black exhaust pipe smoke, And the smut wont wash from this unsuitable immigrant skin. Such a villainous grace, Oh I don't know what you've done to your face, Some nights I cant figure out quite where your heart is. Oh Los Angeles, be kind. No more trouble or red lights, I can learn to love you in good time, Oh Los Angeles, be kind. I read you all wrong, So I get drunk just to feel I belong, By a river so dry its barely a river at all. And we s** one another at night, Fire pistols and cover our eyes, And we waltz unseen behind Hollywood's ballroom doors. Oh Los Angeles, be kind, No more headaches or fist fights, We can live with each other it just takes time, Oh Los Angeles, be kind. Take me to bed with a paink**er, say goodnight, Oh Los Angeles, be kind.