death cab for cutie – why you’d want to live here (the showbox, seattle 5.08.04) lyrics

i’m in los angeles today: it smells like an airport runway.
jet fuel stenches in the cabin and lights flickering at random.
i’m in los angeles today:
grabage cans comprise the medians of freeways always creeping
even when the population’s sleeping.
and i can’t see why you’d want to live here.
i’m in los angeles today:
asked a gas station employee if he ever had trouble breathing
and he said,