In the land of a billion lights The city of angels Lost in the city of angels Down in the comfort of strangers, I Found myself in the fire burnt hills One life, one love, live There was truth, there was consequence, against you A weak defense, then

I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel I was staring in my empty coffee cup I was thinking that the gypsy wasn't lyin' All the salty margaritas in Los Angeles I'm gonna drink 'em up And if California slides into the ocean Like the mystics and

Goodbye Grace There are no words I'd rather say Than goodbye Grace To see your face again I never want to see your face again I am indebted to you, it's true The angel watching over me Was needed someplace else Kicked out the feet from under me

But I see your angel, don't act young and wasteful Come to the garden and let your guard down Come to your senses it will all be clear The star in your eyes, the glimmer in the shadow You are more than able, of cutting through the cable Yeah, yeah (ah) I

When the city of angels fell I was busy letting you down, woman Flying jets all over my city, uh Cool car trails in the skies, ya Is breaking news all over the TV We were here, by surprise I was at townhouse down in Venice Beach, oh no Still in moments

One time, never give it up Two times, for all the love I got Three for you, where are you? One time, for the hips I got Two times, shaken to the top C'est Murphy qui l'a dit Three for you, I miss you too Everything was going well, no obligation Thought

A nightingale sang in Berkley Square. That certain night, the night we met There was magic abroad in the air There were angels dining at the ritz And a nightingale sang in Berkley Square I may be right, I may be wrong, But I'm perfectly willing to swear,

Shine you light, shine your light on me Ya know I just couldn't make it by myself I'm a little too blind to see. Precious angel, under the sun How was I to know you'd be the one To show me I was blinded, to show me I was gone How weak was the foundation

No more parties in LA Please baby no more parties in LA, uh No more (Los Angeles) Hey baby you forgot your Ray Bans And my sheets still orange from your spray tan It was more than soft porn for the K-man She remember my Sprinter, said "I was in the grape

Mother wash the devil from my hands Pray the Lord I have the strength to stand Mother, tell me was it all a lie? Show me where the angels die The faster we run now, the closer the gun now Took the road but should have chased the stars Now I've lost my