Jesus in LA

Album: These Two Windows (2019)
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  • Well, I shook hands with the devil
    Down on the south side
    And he bought us both a drink
    With a pad and a pencil, sat by his side
    I said, "Tell me what you think"

    I've been looking for my savior, looking for my truth
    I even asked my shrink
    He brought me down to his level
    Said, "Son, you're not special
    You won't find him where you think"

    You won't find him down on Sunset
    Or at a party in the hills
    At the bottom of the bottle
    Or when you're tripping on some pills
    When they sold you the dream, you were just sixteen
    Packed a bag and ran away
    And it's a crying shame you came all this way
    'Cause you won't find Jesus in L.A.
    And it's a crying shame you came all this way
    'Cause you won't find Jesus in L.A.

    Took a sip of his whiskey
    Said, "Now that you're with me
    Well, I think that you should stay"
    Yeah, I know you've been busy
    Searching through the city
    So let me share the way

    I know I'm not your savior
    Know I'm not your truth
    But I think we could be friends
    He said, "Come down to my level
    Hang out with the devil
    Let me tell you, in the end

    You won't find him down on Sunset
    Or at a party in the hills
    At the bottom of the bottle
    Or when you're tripping on some pills
    When they sold you the dream, you were just sixteen
    Packed a bag and ran away
    And it's a crying shame you came all this way
    'Cause you won't find Jesus in L.A.
    And it's a crying shame you came all this way
    'Cause you won't find Jesus in L.A.

    And that is when I knew that it was time to go home
    And that is when I realized that I was alone
    And all the vibrant colors from the lights fade away
    And I don't care what they say

    You won't find him down on Sunset
    Or at a party in the hills
    At the bottom of the bottle
    Or when you're tripping on some pills
    When they sold you the dream, you were just sixteen
    Packed a bag and ran away
    And it's a crying shame you came all this way
    'Cause you won't find Jesus in L.A.
    I won't find him down on Sunset
    Or at a party in the hills
    At the bottom of the bottle
    Or when I'm tripping on some pills
    When they sold me the dream, I was just sixteen
    Packed my bag and ran away
    And it's a crying shame I came all this way
    'Cause I won't find Jesus in L.A.
    And it's a crying shame I came all this way
    'Cause I won't find Jesus in L.A. Writer/s: Alec Shane Benjamin, Martin Terefe
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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