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Why do people shout in the morning
Why the women crying at night
I tried to have peace like the LA River
But truth is a useless peace of mind
Fireworks they buy in Tecate
Stereos you throw on the curb
You heard a terse pan-hand alley coin toss
The faux-car wash off-ramp beggars earn
Why do city people always seem to shout
At three in the morning
Three in the fucking morning
Yell for Tré once more
My alloy sits by the door
Rhythm-knocking lovers at midnight
Filler in the kisses of mods
Scene chicks swingin' hips at an Echoplex gig
A stage hand rakes mind-out kids along
Oh, why do city idiots appear to pity
Men on the sidewalk
Favella tents up the next block
Cries to do something more
But it's you I see who's locking the door
Thought I could see the sunlight
Laugh at the morgue with lungs like
Carbon perfume and concrete
Dimwitted witness don't speak
Speaking in waves you can't read
Jonathan Gold withholding
Pleasant enough what I've seen
Melting away the shoe groove
Hole in the wall become new
Brush over neighbors tax-free
Orange and beige and palm leaf
Monomaniacally we
Dance in the Santa Cruz sink
Drown in the fumes of release
Cloud days that never become rain
Sweep the street to push it around
I love the sound, the mad thrash of a helicopter
I wouldn't sleep any better if it fell to the ground
Oh, why do city people always seem to shout
At three in the morning
Three in the fucking morning
Yell for Tré once more
My alloy sits by the door
Why does everybody say I ought to fix
The dent in my car door
That's what I drive a Prius for
Stupid mindless dreck
This place has always got its foot on my neck
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