Lyrics:

I tried once to be civil
But I just got put on hold
I'm sick of hearing complaints
The espresso is too cold
You act like you're a friend
But then you talk 'bout how we suck
Just save it for your dildo
That's the only thing you'll fuck

(Chorus)

If I was smart I'd run fast
Out of this town
Sometimes I want to shout and scream
Fuck L.A.

Traded your Doc Martens
In exchange for cowboy boots
You're asking who's Keith Morris
Yeah you're punk rock
Where's your roots
You're a rocker you're a biker
You're punk rock now you skate
Last year it was Zeppelin
Now it's Bad Brains
You're a fake

Chorus

now dont get me wrong your probably thinking were
just some trendy punk rock band jumping on the band wagon
like how may times have you heard me say fuck anyway 7 to be
exact we still have 4 more to go now i know L.A has some beautiful
people and it also has some great bands nofx bad religion hell I owe my own wife to this city, but i have had more motorcycles stolen here
than nirvana has songs about heroin you cant ever surf unless
you want to get hepatitus wait a second

Chorus

Fuck L.A.
Fuck L.A.
Fuck L.A.
Fuck it