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Monday, November 12, 2018

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I'll Never Live in L.A.
You say, "pipe dreams, pork, confetti, hate?"
A comma after llamas sounds like you're addressing them
Didn't know you had a tip to a pack of camelids, Ken

I'll Never Live in L.A.
But hey, who does live there anyway?
"The exact same ratio of every type of person
Found in every other city and town on this earth, son"

Ken says, "Llamas..." then pauses [music cuts]
This is the same Ken and the thing he said then, men
He said it before I ever dreamed of L.A.
Ever thought it was a place where you could permanently stay

And I'm addressing an army and none of them's real
But I'll be damned if Corporal Hank didn't teach me how to feel
Taught myself to teach myself to be corporeal
If these lyrics are bad then I will be sad, but in truth I'm just the lyrics' dad, Chad–okay???

I'll Never Live in L.A.
God-Goddam, I'll, I'll Never Live in L.A.x4

[dedicated to Ken, Hank and Chad.]