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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Collin David Mattiford
Collin David Mattiford
Songwriter
Francis Erly Gleason, III
Francis Erly Gleason, III
Songwriter
Trevor Reed McDonald
Trevor Reed McDonald
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Paul Bennett
Paul Bennett
Producer

Lyrics

Workin, workin on LA time
So here I am
I wanna be seen
Screaming victory
On a soapbox of contradictory
I sold my soul
To the lowlife game show
Gave me money to
Cover up my mediocracy
Cuz I'm workin, workin
On LA time
Spend my days with gin and limes
And chasin' that fine white line
My best friends are total strangers
Who put me in moral danger
Call me up if you need a crime
Cuz I'm workin on LA Time
I was a dreamer but now I'm a preacher
On the internet sending out Sally's Alphabet
But don't you know I'm lost in the smoke
I'm a word from broke
Written off as an ancient history
Cuz I'm workin, workin
On LA time
Spend my days with gin and limes
And chasin' that fine white line
My best friends are total strangers
Who put me in moral danger
Call me up if you need a crime
Cuz I'm workin on LA Time
So say hello to the scarecrows on millionaire row
Tell em I'm burned out from all this hypocrisy
Cuz I'm workin, workin
On LA time
Spend my days with gin and limes
And chasin' that fine white line
My best friends are total strangers
Who put me in moral danger
Call me up if you need a crime
Cuz I'm workin on LA Time
Written by: Collin David Mattiford, Francis Erly Gleason, III, Trevor Reed McDonald
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