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letra de los angeles - bass & kassel

[intro: christine]
how could i ever know
how precious life would be?
the day my faith became restored
was the day you came to me
i was hopeless, growing weary
couldn’t find my way
i was restless, scared and fearful
much to my dismay
but through the night there came a light
that burned as bright as day
you’re my light now, you’re my all
beside you i will stay
because of you we have a bond that cannot be erased
because of you we share a love that couldn’t be misplaced
because of you there’s two of us, i’m not the only one
because of you this mother has a son

[verse 1: male ensemble]
we wake thankful for another day
with breath in our lungs to -ssure us
we gather together and we go our way
traveling to our destiny, by car, by bus

[pre-chorus: all ensemble]
realizing that we have a purpose
but never understanding what it means
living through the city walking through the dust
of movie stars and magazines

[chorus: all ensemble]
los angeles
we make out way
no end in sight
we fight the day
into the night
on angel wings
the city sings
los angeles

[verse 2: female ensemble]
each day p-sses but we start anew
with hearts of love and affection
hoping to recieve our due
and asking god for protection

[pre-chorus: all ensemble]
realizing that we aren’t perfect
but never giving up on that pursuit
punching time cards, scrambling for end’s meet
and taking stock of our commute

[chorus: all ensemble]
los angeles
we do our best
at least we try
we’ll finally rest
the day we die
it’s nothing new
it’s what we do
los angeles

[spoken: christine and walter]
christine: all right listen, honey. make sure you eat all your lunch, ok? don’t forget to do you homework and wait for me after school. oh, and don’t talk to strangers
walter: mom, i can handle myself. don’t worry. i’m basically a man now
christine: a man you say? of course you are
walter: don’t mock me missy
christine: sir, yes sir! i sure love you sweetheart
walter: mom, grown men don’t kiss their mothers in public
christine: sorry, i forgot. how about just a hug?
walter: oh…okay. hey mom…i love you too

[verse 3: christine]
they grow so fast
and break your heart
the memories last
as they depart
god give me grace
it’s time to face
los angeles

[spoken: hank and officer jones]
hank: listen captain jones, what can you say about the supposed corruption of the los angeles police department
officer jones: hank, you know as well as i do, you newspaper riff raff blow everything out of proportion
hank: on the contrary, old pal. do you know donald parker?
officer jones: he is an officer under my command, yes
hank: i have a very reliable source that maintains he beat his wife repeatedly and now she remains in the psychiatric care of dr. peter brown, locked away in a certain area of the general hospital. are you aware of these accusations?
officer jones: hank, i’ve told you before–
hank: what do you know about code 12?
officer jones: i refuse to stand here and listen to the muck you boys create. you and your hungry story hunters live to paint the town red with lies about the hard-working men of the lapd. now you listen to me closely: keep you trap shut about my boys
hank: can i quote you on that?
officer jones: you be careful hank
hank: oh, officer jones….smile!

the photographer takes his picture

[bridge: male ensemble, female ensemble and both]
we bleed and cry and die for what?
we pound pavement to make the grade
we bathe away the daily sm-t
we learned quick her to be afraid
but freedom doesn’t come for free
when you’re taught, you must agree
or you’ll face the third degree
from corrupt powers of authority
we’re so glad that, glad that we
so glad that we can be, we can be
protected by the los angeles pd
los angeles, los angeles
los angeles, los angeles
los angeles

[chorus: male ensemble, female ensemble and both]
we make our way (we make our way, no end in sight)
no end in sight (we fight the day into the night)
we fight the day (on angel wings, the city sings)
into the night (los angeles)
on angel wings (we do our best, at least we try)
the city sings (we’ll finally rest the day we die)
los angeles, woah
mothers, sons (mothers, sons, and bums, and men)
and bums, and men (your enemy becomes your friend)
tomorrow we’ll (we conquer one day then we must)
do it again
we’re running to something new (los angeles)
and hoping for so much more (los angeles)
we make a dime and spend our time (los angeles)
watching crime
ah, ah, ah
los angeles

- bass kassel

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