@migu music@

The sun is up, the early morning flavours

once more set up the trades and all the tables

we speak of progress, soon we speak of wars

we say hello/goodbye, we close the doors

The sun is gone for just about an hour

in comes the cheaters and notorious liars

like serpents crawling, close the ivory towers

This called "the coming of the business hour"

The native world they gather around the fire

to feed their swirling dragons of desire

"The ones that have shall get" and that's a fact

take one step forward then move two steps back

We all provide the monsters of excess

to fill the holes in souls will leave no rest

"A man is nothing more than his success"

this selfconsuming race will be your test

A million lights them keep the city bright

the words are right but not the melody

There's no one begging here on Eco street

But souls are starving to pedestrian beats

So many living here from day to day

They dream of "something else" but still they stay

This monster of a city takes it's toll

will no one ever hear or heed your call

(I'm) Looking for love in the City of Angels

Looking for love

So many different dreams and different tales

A twist of fate, it's a turn of fortune wheels

The educated rise and make their calls

Before the blanket of oblivion fall

They took your land, they took your history

in grand old gestures saying you are free

they took your youth, they took the labour years

and last of all they took your dignity

(I'm) Looking for love in the City of Angels

Looking for love

The native world they gather around the fire

to feed their swirling demons of desire

"The ones that have shall get" and that's a fact

take one step forward moving two steps back

We all must feed the monsters of excess

to fill the holes in souls will leave no rest

"A man is nothing more than his success"

this selfconsuming race will be your test