La Freeway

Escaping the Concrete Jungle: "La Freeway" Reflection
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Lyrics

Pack up all your dishes

Packing up belongings, possibly for a move or departure.

Make note of all good wishes

Noting positive wishes or farewells for the future.

Say goodbye to the landlord for me

Saying farewell to the landlord, indicating leaving a place.

You know he always bored me

Expressing dissatisfaction with the landlord, suggesting a desire to leave.


Throw out them LA papers

Disposing of Los Angeles newspapers.

And that moldy box of vanilla wafers

Discarding an old box of vanilla wafers, possibly symbolic of leaving behind unwanted things.

Adios to all this concrete

Saying goodbye to the city (concrete) and seeking a rural or natural environment.

Gonna get me some dirt road back street

Expressing a desire for a simpler life on a dirt road.


If I can just get off of this LA freeway

Expressing a desire to leave Los Angeles, facing potential dangers.

Without getting killed or caught

Acknowledging the risks of leaving the city.

I'd be down that road in a cloud of smoke

Envisioning a quick departure in a cloud of smoke.

For some land that I ain't bought bought bought

Expressing a desire for land that hasn't been purchased yet.


Here's to you old skinny Dennis

Paying tribute to someone named Skinny Dennis, the only one the singer will miss.

Only one I think I will miss

Expressing a sense of loss for Skinny Dennis.

I can hear that old bass singing

Hearing the bass and its sweet, low sound as a cherished memory.

Sweet and low like a gift you're bringin'

Comparing the bass sound to a precious gift.


Play it for me just one more time now

Requesting to hear the bass play one more time, emphasizing the importance of the moment.

Got to give it all we can now

Encouraging maximum effort in playing the bass.

I believe everything your saying

Expressing belief in the sincerity of what is being communicated.

Just keep on, keep on playing

Encouraging the continuation of playing music without interruption.


And you put the pink card in the mailbox

Symbolically putting a pink card in the mailbox, possibly leaving a message.

Leave the key in the old front door lock

Leaving the key in the front door lock, possibly for the next occupant.

They will find it likely as not

Anticipating the discovery of the left key.

I'm sure there's somethin' we have forgot

Acknowledging the likelihood of forgetting something in the departure process.


Oh Susanna, don't you cry, babe

Addressing someone named Susanna, asking her not to cry.

Love's a gift that's surely handmade

Describing love as a handmade gift, emphasizing its value.

We've got something to believe in

Asserting the presence of something meaningful to believe in.

Don't ya' think it's time we're leavin'

Suggesting it's time to leave, possibly addressing Susanna again.

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