L.A. X
Big D And The Kids Table Lyrics


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Hey, elitists from L.A.
(Los Angeles, California):
You know who you are
You’re driving fancy cars
Your allowance exceeds my rent
Listen to what I have to say
Remind yourselves every day
Let’s get the message on its way

Well first of all
Fuck your fucking attitudes
How can you be so fucking rude?
You fucking look at me like when girls are jealous
And fuck your fucking L.A. bars
You're all a bunch of wannabe superstars
Yeah, fuck your fucking act
You're a bunch of dressed up fucking rats

You get anything you want
Mommy's dressed up fucking runt
You're fucking lounging in
Daddy's fucking mansion
And all your fucking stupid names
Blair and Titus, that's fucking lame
Z-A-see does not spell Zack,
What the fuck is with all that?

You think you're so fucking impressive
If you get your name on a fucking guest list
Raise your nose to the people in line
Give the doorman a fucking high five

And then go:
Do my shoes match my shirt?
Does my shirt clash with my pants?
Do my pants match my eyes?
Do my eyes look good tonight?
Will this place be cool enough?
Your hair looks oh, so tough
This looks so good for us
Tonight my money’s gonna buy me love

And fuck all of your deceiving
What is your fake heart fake fucking bleeding?
And all the girls you lay on your mat
Are the same fucking girls you fucking laugh at
And fuck your fucking fake ass world
And all your handed out fucking thrills
Some of us, we have to work hard
Just to get our little part
And maybe your clan lives right in Boston
But my friends are fucking awesome
And we'll keep on doing our best
Even though our lives are a mess

And we go:
Will this check support this tour?
Will this tour lose my job?
Without my job, where's the rent?
Should we all just call it quits?
And dinner dates sure cost a lot
When 28 bucks is all you got
And your life is at a stop
And all your dreams are all self-taught

And this is the difference between our lives
No wonder tonight you feel alright
And I'm sorry if my mind is occupied
I'm trying to forget to wonder why




We're built up from nothing
I'm trying to forget to wonder why

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Big D And The Kids Table's song L.A. X criticize the elitist culture of Los Angeles, California. The song's lyrics are directed towards those who have an attitude of entitlement, those who are privileged, such as those who can afford to drive fancy cars and live in mansions. The song is calling out the fake world which is created through money and how people buy their way through life, whether it's trying to get on a guest list in a club or having dinner dates that cost way more than what the artist can afford. The artist highlights how people try to fit into this fake world by matching their clothes, shoes, pants, and even their eyes.


The artist emphasizes how some of us have to work hard just to get our little part in life, while others get everything handed to them. Big D And The Kids Table emphasizes the difference between their lives and the lives of those who have everything, wondering why some people have it all and others have nothing. Despite the struggles, the song ends on a hopeful note with the artists and their friends continuing to do their best and building themselves up from nothing.


Line by Line Meaning

Hey, elitists from L.A.
Addressing a specific group of pretentious people from Los Angeles.


You know who you are
Assuming that the intended audience would understand who they are.


You’re driving fancy cars
Pointing out that the people being addressed are wealthy and show it off with their luxurious modes of transportation.


Your allowance exceeds my rent
Expressing that the wealth gap between the writer and the people being addressed is significant and rather unfair.


Listen to what I have to say
The writer is about to share his perspective on the subject at hand.


Remind yourselves every day
Suggesting that the people being addressed should take the message to heart.


Let’s get the message on its way
Encouraging action to be taken with the shared message.


Well first of all
Starting a new verse and a new tone of voice.


Fuck your fucking attitudes
Displeased with the attitudes of the people being addressed, the writer expresses his frustration with strong language.


How can you be so fucking rude?
Asking a rhetorical question to emphasize the rudeness of the people being addressed.


You fucking look at me like when girls are jealous
Comparing the way the people being addressed look at the writer to how girls look at each other when jealous.


And fuck your fucking L.A. bars
The writer doesn't approve of the bars in L.A.


You're all a bunch of wannabe superstars
Implying that the people being addressed are not true superstars, but instead came to L.A. to become one.


Yeah, fuck your fucking act
Expressing disdain for the act or pretense put up by the people being addressed.


You're a bunch of dressed up fucking rats
Belittling the people being addressed as rats dressed in nice clothing.


You get anything you want
Emphasizing the privilege the people being addressed have.


Mommy's dressed up fucking runt
Referring to the people being addressed as spoiled children and runts, highlighting the writer's distaste.


You're fucking lounging in
Describing the people being addressed as casually lounging around.


Daddy's fucking mansion
Highlighting that the people being addressed live in a large, expensive mansion provided by their father.


And all your fucking stupid names
Mocking the names given to the children of the people being addressed.


Blair and Titus, that's fucking lame
Disliking the selected names of Blair and Titus.


Z-A-see does not spell Zack,
Disapproving of the spelling and pronunciation of Z-A-see for the name Zack.


What the fuck is with all that?
Rhetorically questioning the naming choices of the people being addressed.


You think you're so fucking impressive
Calling out the presumptuous attitude of the people being addressed.


If you get your name on a fucking guest list
Implying that the people being addressed feel important if their name is on a guest list.


Raise your nose to the people in line
Suggesting that the people being addressed look down at others in line.


Give the doorman a fucking high five
Describing the attitude of the people being addressed as overly confident and celebratory.


And then go:
Introducing the following internal monologue of the people being addressed.


Do my shoes match my shirt?
Thinking about outfit coordination.


Does my shirt clash with my pants?
Considering wardrobe mismatches.


Do my pants match my eyes?
Examining the connection between pant and eye color.


Do my eyes look good tonight?
Feeling insecure about facial appearance.


Will this place be cool enough?
Concerned with the quality of the establishment they're at.


Your hair looks oh, so tough
Complimenting one's own hair.


This looks so good for us
Confident in the decision made to be at this location.


Tonight my money’s gonna buy me love
Expecting that money will be the key to finding love or affection at this location.


And fuck all of your deceiving
Expressing disdain for the deceptive behavior of the people being addressed.


What is your fake heart fake fucking bleeding?
Questioning the authenticity of the emotions of the people being addressed.


And all the girls you lay on your mat
Referring to the people being addressed as players who only care about their own pleasure.


Are the same fucking girls you fucking laugh at
Highlighting that the people being addressed mock and ridicule the women they seduce.


And fuck your fucking fake ass world
Despising the artificial nature of the world the people being addressed live in.


And all your handed out fucking thrills
Characterizing the experiences of the people being addressed as being cheap and unsatisfactory.


Some of us, we have to work hard
Expressing the hardships faced by some individuals, in contrast to the privileged nature of the people being addressed.


Just to get our little part
Highlighting that these individuals have to work hard for a little bit of what the people being addressed already have in abundance.


And maybe your clan lives right in Boston
Acknowledging the possibility that the people being addressed may not exclusively live in L.A., however, likely share the same attitudes even if situated elsewhere.


But my friends are fucking awesome
Valuing personal relationships over material wealth.


And we'll keep on doing our best
Persisting in personal efforts despite the obstacles faced.


Even though our lives are a mess
Acknowledging the imperfect states of affairs in the writer's life, but nonetheless persevering.


Will this check support this tour?
Worrying about the financial aspect of touring.


Will this tour lose my job?
Concerned about job security while on tour.


Without my job, where's the rent?
Highlighting the importance of their job for rent payment.


Should we all just call it quits?
Feeling weighed down by financial struggles and questioning the viability and sustainability of touring.


And dinner dates sure cost a lot
Noting the cost of going on dates with someone.


When 28 bucks is all you got
Stressing that the available amount of money is not enough for fancy dates.


And your life is at a stop
Feeling stuck in temporary hopeless situations.


And all your dreams are all self-taught
Noting that the people being addressed may have always had everything given to them while the writer learned to dream and progress independently.


And this is the difference between our lives
Comparing the privilege and hardships of the people being addressed to the writer's life.


No wonder tonight you feel alright
Assuming the people being addressed are happy solely due to their wealth and privilege.


And I'm sorry if my mind is occupied
Apologizing for being preoccupied with problems and struggling with pursuing what makes them happy during the tour.


I'm trying to forget to wonder why
Actively attempting to ignore and filter out constant worrying and wonder.


We're built up from nothing
Highlighting the journey of building oneself from a humble or underprivileged foundation.


I'm trying to forget to wonder why
Actively attempting to ignore and filter out constant worrying and wonder.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JAMES VALENTINE, ELIZABETH ANNE BERG, JASON LYON BOESEL, ALEX GREENWALD, STEPHEN MICHAEL RUNION

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@bigdandthekidstable

Listen to our new album DO YOUR ART featuring “Too Much” at youtube.com/bigdandthekidstable

@johnrussell-bk7lv

I used to listen to this song when it described my life perfectly. I finally figured out how to live the way that I want to, which meant moving to South America, teaching English and being a part of the opposition to authoritarian governments here. I'm in Peru and the police are literally killing us, but nobody's backing down. It's beautiful. If it wasn't for this music I would probably be either dead by suicide or working at a gas station and spending every night considering it. I flew into Quito, Ecuador when I arrived in this continent and one of the first things I saw was a park bench with the words "punk is the sound of my soul" sprayed onto it. We're a bastion of hope, you hopeless romantics. Don't you forget it.

@RichardVenchiarutti-js4oj

Duh

@KyleWilliamMarston

I show this to my friends and they say "that explains a lot about you Kyle from Boston.

@geoffmadore8300

Just seen these guys! AMAZING SHOW!!!

@ErikZmusic

Holy Shit!!  Finally a HQ version of this video on YT!  Outstanding guys!!

@josh-zmidi-banana926

Big d for life! Then.... now.... forever!

@Rizz3n

Soooo good!

@lyleknight9012

Just saw these guys a bit ago with goldfish. Great set, awesome crowd. Looking forward to hearing more of their catalog

@splatgorek

Strictly Rude is their best album imo.

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