Перевод песни Alec Benjamin - Jesus in L.A.

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 set 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”

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 sixteen
Packed a bag and ran away
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
‘Cause you won’t find Jesus in L.A
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
Cause you won’t find Jesus in L.A.

Took a sip of his wisky
Said: “Now that you’re with me,
Well, I think that you should stay.
Yeah, I now you’ve been busy
Searching throught the city
So let me share the way
I now I’m not your savior,
No, 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 sixteen
Packed a bag and ran away
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
‘Cause you won’t find Jesus in L.A
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
Cause you won’t find Jesus in L.A.

And that is when I knew that
It was time to go home
And this is when I realized
That I was alone
And all the vibrant colors
From the lights fade away
And I don’t care what the 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 sixteen
Packed a bag and ran away
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
‘Cause you won’t find Jesus in L.A

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 sixteen
Packed my bag and ran away
And it’s a crying shame I came all this way
‘Cause I won’t find Jesus in L.A
And it’s a crying shame I came all this way
Cause I won’t find Jesus in L.A.