Music: Patrick Walters/Benjamin Biss/Patrick Foley/Alistair Testo
Sometimes you don't wake up from the American dream
Baby, we're born to run from the man with the gun down every dead-end street
And when the world goes dark, you'll see the stars and stripes
We got divided days in the United States, but maybe we'll be alright
I call my mom twice a week just to check she's safe
I'm losing sleep 'cause the American dream is alive and well in LA
Where you got no cash for the ambulance
But God bless the rich televangelist, alright
Where the cop's locked up with the activist
Live, laugh, love, Los Angeles tonight
Live, laugh, love, Los Angeles tonight
If I run my mouth
If I run my mouth
With the safety off
With the safety off
**** around and find out
**** around and find out
What the land of the free can cost
You can't afford to live
You can't afford to live
You can't afford to die
And I'm losing sleep 'cause the American dream is alive and well in LA
Where you got no cash for the ambulance
But God bless the rich televangelist, alright
Where the cop's locked up with the activist
Live, laugh, love, Los Angeles tonight
Live, laugh, love, Los Angeles tonight
Live, laugh, love, Los Angeles tonight
Sometimes you don't wake up from the American dream
Baby, we're born to run from the man with the gun down every dead-end street
And when the world goes dark, you'll see the stars and stripes
I'm losing sleep 'cause the American dream is alive and well in LA
Where you got no cash for the ambulance
Live, laugh, love, Los Angeles
But God bless the rich televangelist, alright
Live, laugh, love, Los Angeles
Where the cop's locked up with the activist
Live, laugh, love, Los Angeles
Baby, don't be mad 'cause you asked for this
Live, laugh, love, Los Angeles
Where you got no cash for the ambulance
But God bless the rich televangelist
And the cop's locked up with the activist
Live, laugh, love, Los Angeles, alright
Live, laugh, love, Los Angeles tonight