Unincorporated East Los Angeles #4

We waited until the lamp fell

Before we thought to change the bulb

We listened to three collisions that night

From the freeway down the little hill down the frontage road

If these are the details that make you listen

And yours are the decals that stick

To the wall behind the outdated stereo

And the dead turntable dust cover

Then baby you're a fighter AND a lover

We weren't really made for each other

But this land was made for being you

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