The city streets are full of people going Nowhere making time The change from night to day is really only hours Won't somebody throw me down a line They say some days you're gonna win They say some days you're gonna lose I tell you I got news for you

Los Angelenos All come from somewhere Making up for all the time gone by Hiding up in the mountains Laying low in the canyons Goin' nowhere on the streets Makin' love with the natives In their Hollywood places To live in sunshine

Cause I'm all messed up Making prefect nonsense Drowning in my doubt too well Going nowhere fast but circles in my mind Another day wasted out of time I can't get out of this Altered state of mind I'm going overboard