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Hollywood Undead

Genres: Hip-Hop

Ghost Beach Lyrics - Hollywood Undead

In an old apartment, down in the garden 

I was born on a sunny day 

When the riots ruled the streets like a Sunday parade 

Everyone is cruising, gang signs were moving 

You know how we're doing, white lines abusing 

On the boulevard, we never go too far 

Nothing really matters when you're walking on stars 

Last call at the Rainbow Bar 

Mistress Los Angeles stole my heart 

You can save yourself if you've got no soul 

Nowadays auditions to the devil are sold 

From the boardwalk I see the ghost on the beach 

Memories of my city keep haunting me 

 

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Where's LA? Where's LA? Where's LA? 

Whatever happened to the city we knew? 

Where's LA? Where's LA? Where's LA? 

Whatever happened to the city we knew? 

 

No range of sunshine, all the broken tail-lights 

Earthquakes and silver lakes, false dreams, yeah, 

I can hear the heartbreak 

Malibu, we cruising, the cops come, we lose 'em 

You know how we do it and this life I'm using 

We out here, in East LA 

'Bout to start a little shit down on PCH 

Whatever happened to my favorite place? 

Running red lights, never touched the brakes 

I used to have my own map to the stars 

Wouldn't you know, the stars were open scars 

I wouldn't have it any other way 

And I don't give a fuck come Judgment Day 

 

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Where's LA? Where's LA? Where's LA? 

Whatever happened to the city we knew? 

Where's LA? Where's LA? Where's LA? 

Whatever happened to the city we knew? 

 

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Tell my mother, my brothers, my father, and others 

I'll be gone till November with LA, my lover 

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Tell my mother, my brothers, my father, and others 

I'll be gone till November with Los Angeles, my lover 

Hold your sons, your daughters, the sand, the water 

We are California, like no other 

 

Where's LA? Where's LA? Where's LA? 

Whatever happened to the city we knew? 

Where's LA? Where's LA? Where's LA? 

Whatever happened to the city we knew? 

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