I like to stick to walls

Observing conversations and lifting them when they fall

I am a fire escape, my spine′s made of ironMy heart pumps that old red paint

Save yourself, save yourself, yourself

Save yourself, save yourself

I see the seasons change

All the young faces come and replaces 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

It's founded on liars and self-made men

I've seen the dreamers find their legs

And I′ve seen the ones that come get reduced to bones and rags

Cause I am a fire escape, my spine′s made of iron

My heart pumps that old red paint

Save yourself, save yourself

Save yourself, save yourself