I tried once to be civil
But I just got put on hold
I'm sick of hearing complaints
The espresso is too cold
You act like you're a friend
But then you talk 'bout how we suck
Just save it for your dildo
That's the only thing you'll fuck

If I was smart I'd run fast
Out of this town
Sometimes I want to shout and scream
Fuck L.A.

Traded your Doc Martens
In exchange for cowboy boots
You're asking who's Keith Morris
Yeah you're punk rock
Where's your roots
You're a rocker you're a biker
You're punk rock now you skate
Last year it was zeppelin
Now it's bad brains
You're a fake

If I was smart I'd run fast
Out of this town
Sometimes I want to shout and scream
Fuck L.A.

Now don't get me wrong.
You're probably thinking
we're just some trendy punk rock band
jumping on the band wagon.
Like, how many times have you heard me say fuck anyway?
Seven to be exact, we still have four more to go.
Now I know LA's got some beautiful people.
It's also got some great bands.
NOFX, bad religion....
Hell I owe my life to this city.
But I have had my motorcycle stolen here more times
than Nirvana has songs about heroin.
You can't really surf unless you want to get hepatitis
Wait a second!

If I was smart I'd run fast
Out of this town
Sometimes I want to shout and scream
Fuck L.A.

Fuck L.A.
Fuck L.A.
Fuck L.A.
Fuck it