I like to stick to walls
Deserving conversations and lifting them when they fall
I am a fire escape, my spine's made of iron
My heart pumps that old red paintSave yourself, save yourself, yourself
Save yourself, save yourselfI see the seasons change
And all the young faces come and replace the dying ones
Sit out on Lexington and Vine
And all the pimps and prostitutes wave you down at stopping signsSave yourself, save your yourself, yourself
Save yourself, save yourselfLos Angeles I've been waiting for you
To pick yourself up and change
The city you made, this ocean and sand
Its founded on lights and self made menI've watched the dreamers find their legs
And I've seen the ones that come get reduced to bones and dregs'Cause I am a fire escape, my spine is made of iron
My heart pumps old red paintSave yourself, save yourself,
Save yourself, save yourself