Letter from L.A. Songtext
von Chris Knox

I′ve been down
Slap my head with abandon
Kick my gut while I'm still on the ground

Crush me under your pressure
Fuck me up while there′s no-one around
I'll just lie here smiling
I'll just take it all


Watch on your television
See the way they batter me raw
Then imagine my anguish
As those four cops walk out of the door

Maim my town with your anger
Rob my friends of their jobs and their pride
Loot and kill without feeling
Join those cops on an adrenaline drive

Watch on your television
Shake your head and pity my race
Safe down there in your distance
Safe behind your smug pallid face


Long white cloud in a dead sky
Time will come when it happens to you
Small events don′t get on the news