I like to stick to walls Deserving conversations and lifting them when they fall I am a fire escape, my spine's made of iron My heart pumps that old red paint Save yourself, save yourself, yourself Save yourself, save yourself I see the seasons change And all the young faces come and replace the dying ones Sit out on Lexington and Vine And all the pimps and prostitutes wave you down at stopping signs Save yourself, save your yourself, yourself Save yourself, save yourself Los Angeles I've been waiting for you To pick yourself up and change The city you made, this ocean and sand Its founded on lights and self made men I've watched the dreamers find their legs And I've seen the ones that come get reduced to bones and dregs 'Cause I am a fire escape, my spine is made of iron My heart pumps old red paint Save yourself, save yourself, Save yourself, save yourself