“Los Angeles” is a song by Sugarcult from their 2006 album Lights Out. As you might be able to guess, Sugarcult is from California and the song is primarily about living in the city of Los Angeles

Now I’ve never been to LA before, but the lead singer’s repeated complaints about the heat of Los Angeles in this song makes me think I wouldn’t bode well there. You see, I manage to sweat during the winter in Massachusetts, so this LA heat sounds like it would turn me into The Wicked Witch Of The West

One thing I really like about this song is how catchy it is, and one big driving factor behind that is the use of repetition in the verses. Even though some of these lyrics are backhanded compliments, he does make some great points. I mean, who in their right mind doesn’t want a a girl that won’t talk back, a job that gives you slack, and a car that won’t break down? That’s the dream right there, regardless of if you’re in LA or not

Sugarcult is one of those bands that I feel like should have been bigger, so if you’re into that early 2000s pop punk kinda sound, I’d recommend checking out their discography a little further (The have 3 albums in total)

Also, I wanted to include this cool fan made video by MaKs_IV. Even though it’s just him recording himself driving around LA, I think this should be the official music video for this song. Ain’t nothing wrong with simplicity

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LYRICS

I want a girl, girl that won’t talk back

And a job, job that gives me slack

And a car, car that won’t break down

In the heat of Los Angeles

I want to go, go without a map

Far away, away, I won’t get trapped

By the sound, a town, the sun beats down

In the heat of Los Angeles

One more holiday

I will not celebrate

I’m almost desperate

‘Cause I’m down, I’m down, I’m so beat down

This city’s killing me

I want, I want, I want everything

This city’s killing me

In the heat of Los Angeles

I want a love, love that won’t hit back

Want sex, sex without a catch

Want a face, to trust, to feel, to lust

In the heat of Los Angeles

Want to fuck, fuck, fuck this up

Gonna feel, feel, feel you up

Had enough, enough, enough, enough

In the heat of Los Angeles

This city’s killing me

I want, I want, I want everything

This city’s killing me

In the heat of Los Angeles

What has become of me?

I want, I want, I want everything

This city’s killing me

(I want everything)

Come on, come on

It’s alive and breathing

Come on, come on

Come alive today

Come on, come on

It’s a heartless beating

The sun is burning down Los Angeles

Los Angeles

Los Angeles

I want a girl, girl that won’t talk back

And a job, job that gives me slack

And a car, car that won’t break down

In the heat of Los Angeles

Come on, come on

It’s alive and breathing

Come on, come on

Come alive today

Come on, come on

It’s a heartless beating

The sun is burning down

Come on, come on

It’s alive and breathing

Come on, come on

Come alive today

(This city’s killing me)

Come on, come on

It’s a heartless beating

The sun is burning down Los Angeles (One more holiday)

The sun is burning down Los Angeles (I will not celebrate)

[Repeat]