I like to stick to walls Observing conversations, lifting them when they fall I am a fire escape, my spine is made of iron And my heart pumps out old red paint
Save yourself, save yourself, yourself Save yourself, save yourself
I see the seasons change All the young faces come and replace the dying ones Sit out on Lexington and Vine All the pimps and prostitutes wave you down at stopping signs
Save yourself, save yourself, yourself Save yourself, save yourself
Los Angeles, I've been waiting for you To pick yourself up and change The city you've made, this ocean and sand Was founded on liars and self-made men
I've watched the dreamers find their legs And I've seen the ones that come, get reduced to bones and rags
Because I am a fire escape, my spine is made of iron My heart pumps out old red paint
Save yourself, save yourself Save yourself, save yourself