Dedicated to the struggling LA artist. It's cold out there....
Lyrics
Laid upon my bed today, to rest upon my head the trapper said.
Laid upon my bed today, to bandage up my head the trapper said.
I'm waiting for the sun again
I freeze, in the California sun
In the LA sun I
Freeze, in a foreign land I
Freeze, like an English man I
Freeze, in a foreign land I
Freeze, like an english man in the
Frozen California sun.
Laid upon my bed today, and listened to what the wolves they had to say.
Laid upon my bed today, the howling wolves they keep my verse at bay.
They're howling at the sun again
I freeze, in the California sun
In the LA sun I
Freeze, in a foreign land I
Freeze, like an english man I
Freeze, in a foreign land I
Freeze, like an english man in the
Frozen California sun.
Earth and snow and ice and cold
Got my dog and dagger, feel so warm
I could split his belly now
Put my frozen fingers in.
I'm Jack London in LA.
