[Intro - Spoken, slightly drunken, over distorted guitar and bar ambience] Yeah… Another night, another bad idea. Los Angeles, baby. What could possibly go wrong? [Verse 1 - Conversational, cheeky, rhythmic male vocals] Woke up somewhere off Sunset Boulevard With a hotel key and a rental car There’s a half-dead phone and a stranger’s coat And a lipstick message on a bathroom note I said I’d quit this shit last Friday night But Friday came and I was feeling alright Got a hundred-dollar tab and a head full of smoke And I’m laughing at a joke that nobody told [Pre-Chorus - Building energy, rising vocal intensity] And everybody here looks like a movie star But nobody knows just how messed up we are I’ve been chasing something I can’t seem to find Maybe it’s the bottom of another glass of wine [Chorus - Explosive, anthemic indie-rock, full band] What the hell am I doing, drinkin’ in L.A.? Chasing down tomorrow while I’m wasting yesterday Got a pocket full of nothing and a head full of mistakes Somebody tell me how the hell I got this way Oh-oh, I’m just another face in the parade Oh-oh, another night I’ll throw away What the hell am I doing, drinkin’ in L.A.? [Verse 2 - Playful, energetic, slightly more frantic] There’s a girl named Jenny who says she knows a guy Who can get us on a guest list somewhere downtown tonight I’m wearing yesterday’s clothes, looking brand new Telling everybody that I’ve got nothing left to lose My friends back home think I’m living the dream They see the palm trees, not the cracks in between I post another picture with a Hollywood sign While I’m falling apart one drink at a time [Pre-Chorus - Bigger, driving drums, vocal build] And everybody here is selling paradise But the rent is due and the price ain’t nice I’ve been running circles underneath these lights Trying to find a reason I can sleep tonight [Chorus - Huge, layered backing vocals, energetic guitars] What the hell am I doing, drinkin’ in L.A.? Chasing down tomorrow while I’m wasting yesterday Got a pocket full of nothing and a head full of mistakes Somebody tell me how the hell I got this way Oh-oh, I’m just another face in the parade Oh-oh, another night I’ll throw away What the hell am I doing, drinkin’ in L.A.? [Bridge - Strip back to piano and atmospheric guitar, vulnerable vocals] Maybe I don’t wanna go home Maybe I hate being here alone Maybe all these lights just help me hide From the person that I left behind And if tomorrow never comes Would anybody notice what I’ve done? I keep on laughing, I keep pretending But God, I’m tired of the never-ending [Instrumental Break - Explosive distorted guitar riff, pounding live drums] [Final Chorus - Maximum energy, gang vocals, soaring male lead] What the hell am I doing, drinkin’ in L.A.? Chasing down tomorrow while I’m wasting yesterday Got a pocket full of nothing and a head full of mistakes Somebody tell me how the hell I got this way Oh-oh, I’m just another face in the parade Oh-oh, another night I’ll throw away What the hell am I doing, drinkin’ in L.A.? [Outro - Repeated gang vocals, gradually fading band] Drinkin’ in L.A.! Oh-oh, drinkin’ in L.A.! One more night, one more mistake What the hell am I doing, drinkin’ in L.A.? [End - Abrupt stop, final distorted guitar chord]
