It’s hard to breathe in Los Angeles
Where people pay to feel like dirt
It’s just a consequence of numbers
And pornographic wonders
And everybody loves you when you’re dead

So when the rain comes down in your po-dunk
It’s gonna wash your world away
When the rain comes down in your po-dunk
It’s gonna wash your world away

I heard my song on the radio
All in all, a crock of shit
It’s just a consequence of numbers
Rowling boys and thunder
And everybody loves you when you’re dead

So when the rain comes down in your po-dunk
It’s gonna wash your world away
When the rain comes down in your po-dunk
It’s gonna wash your world away
When the rain comes down in your po-dunk
It’s gonna wash your world away
When the rain comes down in your po-dunk
It’s gonna wash your world away

I’ll take the sunshine
Over your rain
Any day
I’ll take the sunshine
Over your rain
Any day

It’s hard to breathe in Los Angeles
Where people pay to feel like dirt
It’s just a consequence of numbers
And pornographic wonders
And everybody loves you when you’re dead

So when the rain comes down in your po-dunk
It’s gonna wash your world away
When the rain comes down in your po-dunk
It’s gonna wash your world away
When the rain comes down in your po-dunk
It’s gonna wash your world away
When the rain comes down in your po-dunk
It’s gonna wash your world away

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Lyrics gathered by J. Hodge
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