Los Angeles (feat. James Murphy)

Los Angeles eats its children
Los Angeles eats its young
Los Angeles should told me what
Los Angeles just needs guns

And America loves its babies
America test its friends
And with maybe don't just ...
With the love that never ends

And Los Angeles eats its children
Los Angeles eats its young
All the babies that got this fever
Fever of the ...

And I dont need your atmosphere
I don't need your atmosphere
I don't need your atmosphere
'Cos I'm better all alone

I don't need your atmosphere
I don't need your atmosphere
I don't need your atmosphere
I'm better all alone

There's a world in that on the inside
There's a wall in this is the inside
There's a wall and it's the wind inside
There's an outside... in this inside

And it's sleeping time on the station
Yes, the sleeping time on the ...
It was paradise some needs golden bends
And the butterflies with these lips and go

Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na

I don't need your atmosphere
I don't need your atmosphere
I don't need your atmosphere
I'm better all alone

So you tell me you need forgiveness
You tell me you need forgiveness
You tell me you need forgiveness
You tell me you need forgiveness
You tell me you need forgiveness
But Los Angeles just has love
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na

Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na