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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Boh Doran
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Boh Doran
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Boh Doran
Producer
John Spiker
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
She moved down to the city of angels
Left behind a white picket life
Landed on a couch for a couple dollars
And prayed to the lord for a shiny life
Took a bus down to Culver City
Made new friends on a rooftop garage
Wine was free and people so pretty
Everyone was actin like they were gifts of god
Felt like she might as well have worn camouflage
And they said ….
Welcome to the
City of addicts and saints
Lovers at the gates of heaven or los angeles
The keepers of secrets so tell them all your dreams
For your heaven in Los Angeles
You’ll find all your best friends
And then on weekends
Meet a new lover
Till the sun rises
Angels and saints
At the pearly gates of Heaven in los Angeles
A small fish in a sea of barbies
Bright eyes fade into jaded nights
Felt a big hole and filled it with parties,
Still hopin for a break tonight
Maybe someday she’ll finally get it right
And they said…
Welcome to the
City of addicts and saints
Lovers at the gates of heaven or Los Angeles
The keepers of secrets so tell them all your dreams
For your heaven in Los Angeles
You’ll find all your best friends
And then on weekends
Meet a new lover
Till the sun rises
Angels and saints
At the pearly gates of heaven in Los Angeles
So write a letter and leave it
With something to believe in
In this hell for the passionless
What brings you on this ride
Do you wonder what it's like
To be royal tonight
Addicts and saints
Lovers at the gate of heaven or Los Angeles
The keepers of secrets so tell them all your dreams
For your heaven in Los Angeles
You’ll find all your best friends
And then on weekend
Meet that same lover
And you fight for him
Angels and saints at the pearly gates of
Heaven or Los Angeles
Time to believe again.
Time to believe again
Written by: Boh Doran