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City of Angels
Lyrics by Jessie Nichols Gussin Lopez
I ride the bus in the city of Angels
I watch them,
and I see the way they move through the world
I feel their wing beats,
and somehow on these dirty city streets
its heaven, where you make it...
They say "Hola" "Konichiwa", "How do you do", “Bien Venidos” and "How are you?"
They say "Anyan Haseo", "Salaam", “Shalom",
there's an million ways to say" Welcome Home" to a city this big,
where there's room for everything and everyone
each part so different but it's crisscrossed with freeways connecting everyone
Here's a story...
I give up my double seat for two lovers holding hands so that they can sit side by side.
But then they give up their seat a stop later, to an old grandmother,
her bags are heavy and her feet are tired.
But even she jumps up when he gets on the bus
He's bigger and stronger and younger and taller than any of us and he's
He's got a backpack, a stroller, diaper bag and a baby maybe ten days old.
Big guy must be cold, it's so warm out, but he's shaking.
Grandpa grabs the stroller for him the couple moves to give him space,
You should have seen his face.
You know I love this place!
It turns out it's heaven where ever you make it, Heaven.
See there's Griffith Park, and Venice Beach, Little Ethiopia, Olvera Street
There's the art scene and the underground, the mountains, the beaches, downtown,
nearly every kind of language, every foreign cuisine.
We've got every type of music, every possible scene.
There's a bicycle mob round the Hummer limousine.
It's like a space port, every sort of person in LA,
more arriving every day,
what else can I tell you about a place this big?
There's room for everything and everyone,
each a part so different
but it's crisscrossed with freeways connecting everyone
And oh I know there's so know there's so many things wrong with it
so many things messed up in LA
But I also know that there's problems everywhere
and here we say
"Hola", "Konichiwa", "How do you do", “Bien Venidos” and "How are you?"
We say "Anyan Haseo", "Salaam", “Shalom",
there's an million ways to say “Welcome Home" to a city this big.
If we can do it here, then you can do it anywhere,
and we're doing it here, so you can do it any where!
If we can do it here, I'm just saying...
It turns out the orange line's connected to the red line,
the red lines connected to the blue line.
The blue line's connected to the green line,
so I can go to the show.
The bus line's connected to the purple line,
and the purple lines connected to the red line,
and the red lines connected to the gold line,
so I can go to the, we all can go to the show.
I can go to the, I'll see you at the show!
I can go to the, everyone can go to the show!