Driving Down to L.A - Ezra Furman

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Driving Down to L.A Lyrics

Don't tell my mom, don't tell my dad
I've been driving down to L.A. with my baby
On the cliffs, he drives real fast
He may drive his car into the ocean, maybe

I don't mind
I've got big dreams in my mind
I would give up my whole life for that feelin'
No, I don't mind
If I lose my legs or die
I've built a home inside his eyes
And I ain't leavin'

Don't tell my mom, don't tell my brother
I've been driving down the freeway with my master
There's one law and I've known no other
It's the law of love I'm bound to, drive me faster

I don't mind
I'll gladly pay that highway fine
This little heart is open wide and it's getting wider
No, I don't mind
If we cross the thin white lines
Over a cliff down to the ground
I am your rider

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Ezra Furman is a singer and songwriter from Chicago, Illinois. It is difficult to peg him as part of a single musical genre because he loves to experiment with different styles of songwriting. Suffice it to say that Ezra makes up songs and plays them on his acoustic guitar with ferocious energy and gut wrenching sincerity. His music is derivative of, but never completely part of, a number of musical genres: rock, blues, punk, folk and pop are some prime examples.

Since Ezra got a guitar for his bar mitzvah, he's been working relentlessly toward capturing some of the grandeur, mystery, pain and headlong wildness of life in song. The results are by turns beautiful, charming, funny, angry, poignant and inspirational. He hopes you enjoy it.
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