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At the barbecue of a Hungarian friend A dude I used to know from New York approached As he grew near I felt him weary of me He asked if I was still the lone wolf So I asked him, "Hey Paul, how's that photography biz? Must be pretty fun shooting 35 mm of so many chicks" Well, guess what? He didn't answer this I turned around and poof, he was gone I am sitting in East Los Angeles I am watching a fat kid run As he struggles, I feel guilty For smoking this joint and writing this song And we're both on the city sidewalks The lawless avenues, clean to Eagle Rock Well, we heard all the best at the top of the Crest and beyond Now a gentrified breeze, I can see, has blown in some fake freaks And a few new hipster stores and a few cute little whores Who on rubber-bridged guitars are serenading every bullshit writing session in Los Angeles We're both on the city sidewalks The lawless avenues, clean to Eagle Rock Well we heard all the best at the Observatory Crest and beyond Now a gentrified breeze, I can see, has blown in some fake freaks And a few new hipster stores and a few cute little whores Who on rubber-bridged guitars are serenading every bullshit writing session in Los Angeles
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