Fire Escape
I like to stick to wallsObserving conversations, lifting them when they fallI am a fire escape, my spine is made of ironMy heart pumps that old red paint
Save yourself, save yourself, yourselfSave yourself, save yourself
I see the seasons changeAll the young faces come and replace the dying onesSit out on Lexington and VineAll the pimps and prostitutes wave you down at stopping signs
Save yourself, save yourself, yourselfSave yourself, save yourself
Los Angeles, I've been waiting for youTo pick yourself up and changeThe city you've made, this ocean and sandIs founded on liars and self-made men
I've watched the dreamers find their legsAnd I've seen the ones that come get reduced to bones and rags
I am a fire escape, my spine is made of ironMy heart pumps that old red paint
Save yourself, save yourselfSave yourself, save yourself