[00:31.78]The nominated councillors had a joke
[00:40.65]to build the city's foundations on smoke
[00:49.77]And they thought their idea so funny
[00:58.60]that their laughter it turned into a choke
[01:07.53]They started on the blueprints right away
[01:16.49]tracing out the cul-de-sacs in spades
[01:25.54]They went to sleep not dreaming
[01:33.77]not dreaming that they never would awake
[01:43.05]And all the Spanish Mission houses slide into the sea
[01:51.89]The pool cleaner he cleans the pool with its owner's SUV
[02:00.74]The shadow of the mountain it comes creeping across the sea
[02:09.44]And no-one would believe you if you said this is how it would be
[02:18.25]Up in Laurel Canyon angels sing
[02:27.12]while sweet Gene Autry's dealing cards to Sting
[02:36.21]He's so flat he went out and traded
[02:45.05]Fifty dollars for his wedding ring
[02:53.81]And all the sullen singers they pull down on their fringe
[03:02.33]The French doors start to buckle and they let the waters in
[03:11.32]You know that these hills were built for people to be free
[03:19.91]And no-one would believe you if you said this is how it would be
[04:01.38]The gutters become torrents and run down the graceful streets
[04:09.66]Like a revolutionary force stamping its foamy feet
[04:18.76]The elements of nature they are turned and reversed
[04:27.83]Land is sea, and air is land, and fire its inverse
[04:36.40]All the marble monuments they return to the sea
[04:44.80]And no-one would believe you if you said this is how it would be