Lyrics:

Well
I used to be a tailor

Sewed those suits so fine

And he never heard a failure

And he never tasted wine.
And he used to be a leader
When he had someone to lead

And he used to be a father
When he had some mouths to feed

When he had some mouths to feed


And they say it never rains in L.A. county

But it gets cold enough to wish you had a few.
And he laughs tonight and says: I finally found me -
A room with a view - how about you?

He was living in a castle that built with his own hands
Out of newspaper and cardboard he was living off the land

He was living off the land
he was living off the land.

And they say it never rains in L.A. county
...

And he used to be a leader - and he used to be a father -