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Alec Benjamin

"Jesus In L.A."

[Verse 1]
Well, I shook hands with the devil
Down on the south side
And he bought us both a drink
With a pat and a pencil set by his side
I said "Tell me what you think"

[PreChorus]
I've been looking for my savior, looking for my truth
I even asked my shrink
He brought me down to his level, said
"Son, you're not special, you won't find him where you think"

[Refrain]
You won't find him down on sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when you're tripping on some pills
When they sold you the dream you were just sixteen
Packed a bag and ran away
And it's a crying shame you came all this way
'Cause you won't find Jesus in L.A

And it's a crying shame you came all this way
'Cause you won't find Jesus in L.A

[Verse 2]
Took a sip of his whiskey
Said "Now that you're with me, well I think that you should stay"
Yeah, I know you've been busy
Searching through the city
So let me share the way

[PreChorus]
I know I'm not your savior
No, I'm not your truth
But I think we could be friends
He said
"Come down to my level, hang out with the devil
Let me tell you, in the end..."

[Refrain]
You won't find him down on sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when you're tripping on some pills
When they sold you the dream you were just sixteen
Packed a bag and ran away
And it's a crying shame you came all this way
'Cause you won't find Jesus in L.A

[Bridge]
And that is when I knew that it was time to go home
And that is when I realized that I was alone
And all the vibe and colors from the lights fade away
And I don't care what they say

[Refrain]
You won't find him down on sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when you're tripping on some pills
When they sold you the dream you were just sixteen
Packed a bag and ran away
And it's a crying shame you came all this way
'Cause you won't find Jesus in L.A

I won't find him down on sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when I'm tripping on some pills
When they sold me the dream I was just sixteen
Packed my bag and ran away
And it's a crying shame I came all this way
'Cause I won't find Jesus in L.A

And it's a crying shame I cam all this way
'Cause I won't find Jesus in L.A

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