L.A. Country (Hometown Blues)

Far Far Far
 From anywhere round here
 
 Well there's got to be
 Some people
 Who truly don't give a shit
 
 'Bout this wicked old town
 Where everybody lies to themselves
 
 Where they gobble you up
 Swallow you down
 Spit you out
 
 Well there's no place on earth
 So deceiving and so self possessed
 
 In the blink of an eye
 You go from servant
 To rumor to guest
 And it might look real pretty
 From real far away now, yeah
 Might seem pretty
 From way far away now, yeah
 Everyone I've known
 This town killed
 Or they packed up and gone
 
 And why I'm still here
 Is a question
 And the answer's unknown
 
 But the cars keep a drivin'
 And the people keep pilin' on in
 
 With their hopes and dreams
 All shinin'
 But they'll never ever
 Never get what they want
 And it might look real pretty
 From real far away now, yeah
 It might seem pretty
 From way far away now, yeah
 Well it might look real pretty
 From real far away, now
 It might seem pretty
 From way far away now, yeah
 Might seem pretty
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 But it's not real
 No, it's not real