Flying In The City of Angels

It's hotter than hell With a halo of smog Traffic churns Arteries are clogged Jaded workers blowing horns With a need to feel reborn Like cagey prisoners Looking for their next release I've been flying in the city of angels Flying in the city of angels Tell me where do angels go When they sink this low If there's a heaven Get me the hell out of here High fashion paid for by the gram High priests who don't give a damn Lunatic prophets bark beneath a spotlight moon When you read the bubble in this cartoon It's the high price you pay to feed the spoon I've been flying in the city of angels Flying in the city of angels Tell me where do angels go When they sink this low If there's a heaven Get me the hell out of here Smokestacks suck the clear blue out of the sky This pipe sucks the life out of you and I This city breaks you like a habit And holds you like a spell 'Til you can't get high enough to get out of hell I've been flying in the city of angels Flying in the city of angels Tell me where do angels go When they sink this low If there's a heaven Get me the hell out of here I've been flying in the city of angels Flying in the city of angels Tell me where do angels go When they sink this low If there's a heaven Get me the hell out of here