There’s not much glam about the English weather, nothing left
keeping us together Sunshine on a rainy day, makes me, wanna
move away, think I’ve got it sorted, gonna get myself deported.
I’m considering a move to LA (he’s considering a move to LA) x 3
Hang around with Axl Rose, buy myself some brand new clothes.
Everything’s gonna be just fine, I hear the murder rate, it’s in
decline I’ll do me some relaxing, maybe grab a piece of action.
I’m considering a move to LA (he’s considering a move to LA) x 3
When I get off that plane, the first thing I’m going to do is
strip naked to the waist And ride my Harley Davidson up and down
sunset strip. Hmm, I might even get a tattoo. My problems are
never gonna find me, I’m not sending one letter or even a
postcard back I’m drinking Hennessey with Morrissey, on a beach,
out of reach, somewhere very far away I’m considering a move to
LA (he’s considering a move to LA) x 3