Coming Into Los Angeles

Coming Into Los Angeles
Coming in from London, from over the pole
Flyin' in a big airliner
Chickens flyin' everywhere around the plane
Could we ever feel much finer?
Comin' into Los Angeles
Bringin' in a couple of keys
Don't touch my bags if you please, mister customs man

Yeah, there's a guy with a ticket to Mexico
No, he couldn't look much stranger
Walkin' in the hall with his things and all
Smilin, said he was the Lone Ranger
Comin' into Los Angeles
Bringin' in a couple of keys
Don't touch my bags if you please, mister customs man
Hip woman walkin' on the movin' floor
Trippin' on the escalator
There's a man in the line and she's blowin' his mind
Thinkin' that he's already made her
Comin' into Los Angeles
Bringin' in a couple of keys
Don't touch my bags if you please, mister customs man
Comin' in from London, from over the pole
Flyin' in a big airliner
Chickens flyin' everywhere around the plane
Could we ever feel much finer?
Comin' into Los Angeles
Bringin' in a couple of keys
Don't touch my bags if you please, mister customs man
Yeah, alright
La canción 'Coming Into Los Angeles' de Arlo Guthrie nos lleva en un viaje desde Londres hasta Los Ángeles a bordo de un gran avión. Mientras tanto, vemos escenas coloridas y curiosas: pollos volando alrededor del avión, un hombre con un boleto a México que se parece al Llanero Solitario, una mujer moderna caminando en una pasarela móvil, un hombre impresionado por su presencia...