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Enter your search terms Submit search form   Web www.mattsmusicpage.com The Lyrics Are Below   The City with Two Faces   I tried once to be civil But I just got put on hold I'm sick of hearing complaints The espresso is too cold You act like you're a friend But then you talk 'bout how we suck Just save it for your dildo That's the only thing you'll fuck   (Chorus)   If I was smart I'd run fast Out of this town Sometimes I want to shout and scream Fuck L.A.   Traded your Doc Martens In exchange for cowboy boots You're asking who's Keith Morris Yeah you're punk rock Where's your roots You're a rocker you're a biker You're punk rock now you skate Last year it was Zeppelin Now it's Bad Brains You're a fake   Chorus Chorus   Fuck L.A. Fuck L.A. Fuck L.A. Fuck it         Click here to return to my Goldfinger lyrics page The lyrics are Copyright their respective owners. Sign Up For My Newsletter Subscribe | Unsubscribe Site Map | Disclaimer | Privacy Policy | Media Kit | Submissions/Corrections Website © 2000-2008 mattsmusicpage.com. All rights reserved. Operated by MM Page, LLC Enter your search terms Submit search form   Web www.mattsmusicpage.com