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She packed her bags for California
Entertainment's promise land
This is where she'd make it
Complete her masterplan

But your nights are filled with lonely pain
and cigarettes with John Coltrane
Cause that vinyl spins on the old hi-fi
You thought you'd feel alive

The angel city has it's own way
She'll chew you up and spit you out
You're unemployed six months this may
You're starting to doubt

But your nights are filled with lonely pain
and cigarettes with John Coltrane
Cause that vinyl spins on the old hi-fi
You thought you'd feel alive

I can't believe this is happening to me
I'm just another wanna be
A statistic in this messed up modern land
And all she wants to do
Is understand

But your nights are filled with lonely pain
and cigarettes with John Coltrane
Cause that vinyl spins on the old hi-fi
You thought you'd feel alive