I abhor this place, its sweet and bitter taste Has left me wretched retching on all fours Los Angeles, I'm yours Los Angeles, I'm yours Los Angeles, I'm
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
译文: 该Decemberists. 洛杉矶，我非我莫属.
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
