Song Description
Upbeat piano pop song with ironic, witty lyrics taking a jaundiced look at fame.
| Song Length |
3:30 |
Genre |
Pop - General, Pop - Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Pleasant, Pleased |
Subject |
Stardom, Failure |
| Similar Artists |
Katy Perry, The Fray |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
"Loser In Los Angeles"
©2010 Capers Simmons (ASCAP)
VERSE I
You hate the mall cops
Who broke up your first concert,
You hate your Mom and Pop
For not divorcing sooner,
You hate the state line
You think it's holding back your dreams.
So I'm not that surprised you hate me.
PRECHORUS
'Cause you're so down on this one-horse town,
And Hollywood looks pretty good from far, far away.
CHORUS
If I know you,
You're gonna be a loser in Los Angeles, too.
You'll be a big-shot busboy, servant to the stars.
You'll see the pretty people when you're parking their cars.
The sparkle on the streets is the ground-down dreams of small-town freaks like you
You'll be a loser in Los Angeles, too.
VERSE II
Email your demo tape,
It hits the spam filter.
Send out your screenplay,
It ends up toilet paper.
I know that they say,
"Cream always rises to the top";
So does crap, if it's creamy enough.
~ PRECHORUS ~ CHORUS ~
BRIDGE
You'll taste the big time,
Or bite the big one.
You're just a small fry
They've got the big guns.
You're not the fast cash,
You're just a counterfeit.
But you would die first,
Before you'll live with it.
I know there's nothing the whole wide world you wanted more than this--
Yeah, you and a million other kids.
~ CHORUS ~