Jesus In La Lyrics - Alec Benjamin

Well, I shook hands with the devil 

Down on the south side 

And he bought us both a drink 

With a pad and a pencil sat by his side 

I said, "Tell me what you think" 

I've been looking for my savior, looking for my truth 

I even asked my shrink 

He brought me down to his level 

Said, "Son, you're not special 

You won't find him where you think" 

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You won't find him down on sunset 

Or at a party in the hills 

At the bottom of the bottle 

Or when you're tripping on some pills 

When they sold you the dream you were just 16 

Packed a bag and ran away 

And it's a crying shame you came all this way 

'Cause you won't find Jesus in LA 

And it's a crying shame you came all this way 

'Cause you won't find Jesus in LA 

Took a sip of his whiskey 

Said, "Now that you're with me 

Well, I think that you should stay" 

Yeah, I know you've been busy 

Searching through the city 

So let me share the way 

I know I'm not your savior 

Know I'm not your truth 

But I think we could be friends 

He said "Come down to my level 

Hang out with the devil 

Let me tell you, in the end 

You won't find him down on sunset 

Or at a party in the hills 

At the bottom of the bottle 

Or when you're tripping on some pills 

When they sold you the dream you were just 16 

Packed a bag and ran away 

And it's a crying shame you came all this way 

'Cause you won't find Jesus in LA 

And it's a crying shame you came all this way 

'Cause you won't find Jesus in LA" 

And that is when I knew that it was time to go home 

And that is when I realized that I was alone 

And all the vibrant colors from the lights fade away 

And I don't care what they say 

You won't find him down on sunset 

Or at a party in the hills 

At the bottom of the bottle 

Or when you're tripping on some pills 

When they sold you the dream you were just 16 

Packed a bag and ran away 

And it's a crying shame you came all this way 

'Cause you won't find Jesus in LA 

I won't find him down on sunset 

Or at a party in the hills 

At the bottom of the bottle 

Or when I'm tripping on some pills 

When they sold me the dream I was just 16 

Packed my bag and ran away 

And it's a crying shame I came all this way 

'Cause I won't find Jesus in LA 

And it's a crying shame I came all this way 

'Cause I won't find Jesus in LA