Hang a left on Mateo
By them old junkyards
We'll cut through the streets
Over to echo park
So much there has changed
Except for the smog
It used to be where
You wouldn't walk after dark
The rent's getting high
And traffic is slow
But you'd rather die
Than to shovel up snow
Under blue skies
With a joint that you rolled
Sun in your eyes
As you blow out the smoke
Woah
You think it's paradise
But what you don't know
Once it's advertised
They come in boatloads
Then it's gentrified
And loses culture
Pushing out
Everything it's about
You move to LA
Chasing a dream and the sunshine
Tacos and lattes
Reefer to blow your mind
I've moved out
I've moved out from
Venice to Inglewood
You move to LA
There goes the neighborhood
I was born in this city
So I call it my home
Feel the angels with me
Whenever I'm alone
But still I get the feeling
I should move on
Head into the country
Write a new song
But nevertheless
From the rich to the poor
The west is the best
Once you break through the doors
But what can you do
If you cannot afford
To live in the place
Where you were born
Woah
You think it's glorified
But what you don't know
Once it's commercialized
They come in boatloads
Then it's gentrified
And loses culture
Pushing out
Everything it's about
You move to LA
Chasing a dream and the sunshine
Tacos and lattes
Reefer to blow your mind
I've moved out
I've moved out from
Venice to Inglewood
You move to LA
There goes the neighborhood
And when I get that feeling
Like I should move away
I realize I'm bound
To this bed I've made
And though there's tons of sun
There's still lots of shade
But no matter where I go
I'll never leave this place
You move to LA
Chasing a dream and the sunshine
Tacos and lattes
Reefer to blow your mind
I've moved out
I've moved out from
Venice to Inglewood
You move to LA
There goes the neighborhood