Echo Park - Bedouine

Sun is rising on another cafe

Weekends in Echo Park don’t make a difference

So it seems

'Cause the writers in a booth

They’re still working out their arc

Oh, on weekends in Echo Park

While my love’s away at work

I’ll bob and weave through the styled streets of Sunset Boulevard

Where everybody’s avant-garde

And questioning remarks

Of the oligarch, oh, on the streets and in the yards

I wouldn’t have it any other way

Oh, I’d stay as long as I can bear

Revolving faces of the storefronts

Corporate coming in to bore us

But the wind is fine (Fine)

Long as my rent don’t climb

I’m living in Echo Park

I wouldn’t have it any other way

Oh, I’d stay as long as I don’t tire

From the rising cost of coffee

The skyline inching higher

But the sights are free

Oh, I long to be

At the fountain and the lake

Circled by the lark

That I walk (That I walk)

Each night at dark