05 Why You'd Want To Live Her
Death Cab for Cutie Lyrics


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I'm in Los Angeles today, it smells like an airport runway. jet fuel stenches
In the cabin and lights flickering at random.

I'm in Los Angeles today, garbage cans comprise the medians of freeways always
Creeping even when the population's sleeping.

And I can't see why you'd want to live here.
I'm in Los Angeles today, asked a gas station employee if he ever had trouble
Breathing and he said "it varies from season to season, kid."

It's where our best are on display: motion picture actors' houses maps are never
Ever current so save your film and $15.

And I can't see why you'd want to live here.
Billboards reach past the tallest buildings,
"we are not perfect but we sure try."
As UV rays "degradate" our youth with time.

The vessel keeps pumping us through this entropic place in the belly of the
Beast that is californ-I-A, I drank from a faucet and I kept my receipts for
When the weigh me on my way out (here nothing is free).
The greyhounds keep coming dumping locusts into the street until the gutters
Overflow and Los Angeles thinks, "I might explode someday soon."

It's a lovely summer's day and I can almost see a skyline through a thickening
Shroud of egos. (is this the city of angeles or demons?)
Here the names are what remain: stars encapsulate the gold lame and they need
Constant cleaning for when the tourists begin salivating.





You can't swim in a town this shallow - you will most assuredly drown tomorrow.

Overall Meaning

The song "Why You'd Want to Live Here" by Death Cab for Cutie is a commentary on the dark side of Los Angeles. The lyrics paint a picture of a city that is polluted, overpopulated, and superficial. The lead singer, Ben Gibbard, who wrote the song, focuses on the negative aspects of the city and why it is difficult to understand why anyone would want to live there.


The song describes the smell of jet fuel that fills the air in Los Angeles, which is fitting since LAX is located in the middle of the city. It also touches on how the city is congested with garbage cans and how the population is always creeping, never truly at rest. Gibbard also mentions how even the gas station employees are affected by the pollution and how it varies depending on the season. The lyrics suggest that Los Angeles is not a city that promotes good health or clean living.


The song also comments on the excess of Los Angeles, with the motion picture actors' houses and ever-inaccurate maps. Gibbard complains about how everything in Los Angeles is expensive and how nothing is free, and how the city is shallow and not worth swimming in. The lyrics suggest that the city is full of people who are more interested in appearances than substance. Overall, the song presents a bleak, almost dystopian view of Los Angeles, portraying it as a place of pollution, excess, and superficiality.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm in Los Angeles today, it smells like an airport runway.
The air here is equivalent to the strong smell of jet fuel on an airport runway.


I'm in Los Angeles today, garbage cans comprise the medians of freeways always Creeping even when the population's sleeping.
The land that is the median between the highways is filled with garbage cans and is like always creeping with trash and pollution, even when the population is sleeping.


And I can't see why you'd want to live here.
The songwriter cannot understand why anyone would want to live in Los Angeles considering the conditions of the environment.


I'm in Los Angeles today, asked a gas station employee if he ever had trouble Breathing and he said "it varies from season to season, kid."
The song writer asked a gas station employee if he ever had trouble breathing and he said it varies from season to season for him.


It's where our best are on display: motion picture actors' houses maps are never Ever current so save your film and $15.
The best of the city is our various movie stars and their homes, but their maps are always outdated so it is not worth the effort, time, or money to find them.


And I can't see why you'd want to live here.
The songwriter cannot understand why anyone would want to live in Los Angeles given the situation.


Billboards reach past the tallest buildings, "we are not perfect but we sure try." As UV rays "degradate" our youth with time.
The city has a lot of billboards that are larger than many buildings on the street, always promoting the message that they are trying to improve. However, young people suffer in that environment due to the harmful effects of UV rays from sunlight.


The vessel keeps pumping us through this entropic place in the belly of the Beast that is californ-I-A, I drank from a faucet and I kept my receipts for When the weigh me on my way out (here nothing is free).
The songwriter describes Los Angeles as an unpredictable and uncomfortable place, like being in the belly of a beast. The writer drank the tap water but kept his receipts for when they weigh him when he leaves since everything is expensive in Los Angeles.


The greyhounds keep coming dumping locusts into the street until the gutters Overflow and Los Angeles thinks, "I might explode someday soon."
Greyhounds are coming and dumping bring the curse until the gutters overflow in Los Angeles causing concern for an explosion in the future.


It's a lovely summer's day and I can almost see a skyline through a thickening Shroud of egos. (is this the city of angeles or demons?)
Even on a lovely summer day, the songwriter still feels that Los Angeles comprises a thickening shroud of egos, and wonders whether this city is actually a place of demons.


Here the names are what remain: stars encapsulate the gold lame and they need Constant cleaning for when the tourists begin salivating.
In Los Angeles, it is the names of stars that matter, encapsulating the glamor of the city. The stars' surroundings can often become shabby, requiring frequent cleaning once tourists arrive.


You can't swim in a town this shallow - you will most assuredly drown tomorrow.
In a metaphorical sense, the songwriter believes that you cannot thrive in such a shallow city; rather, you will eventually suffer as a consequence.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: BENJAMIN GIBBARD

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Frank


on I Will Follow You Into The Dark

This song sucks

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