歌手:Concrete Blonde
专辑:《Caroline》

L.A.
who'da thought
Right smack dab in the middle of what
With the belching buses and the broken bones
Said, a Devil, pour me another shota
Hey, hey L.A.
Who'da thought
who'da thought
who'da thought
L.A., after closing when it's down to me And the same old souls
Well, Johnny's all right if you buy him a gin
He'll tell you his stories about Errol Flynn
He even danced with Marilyn
That's what they say
Devil, pour me another shot
Hey, hey, L.A.
Who'da thought
who'da thought
I woulda never thought
Up through the cracks
Up through the broken glass
In the hot red light of a black and white
Roses grow
Up through the cracks
Up through the broken glass
In the hot red light of a black and white
Roses grow, roses grow
Roses grow, roses grow
You know
Roxy was is in tonight
She's styling around in her fishnet tights And she's got more life at 65
But than the teenage boys she keeps up all night
She said heavy metal and the young hard cock
What, can't you handle that kind of talk?
The strippers here, they really rock
Devil, pour me another shot
Hey, hey, L.A.
Who'da thought
who'da thought
I never woulda thought
never woulda thought
Up through the cracks
Up through the broken glass
In the hot red light of a black and white
Roses grow
Up through the cracks
Up through the broken glass
In the hot red light of a black and white
Roses grow
Roses grow, roses grow
Roses grow, roses grow
Roses grow, roses grow
Roses grow say
Is my song full of strong？
This is piece of music belongs to 《Bloodletting》