Nothing really matters I'm gonna be here My first teenage love affair Cause the lights are on outside Wish there was somewhere to hide Cause you are my baby baby I don't really care what nobody tell me Its a matter of extreme importance Cause I just

Hello America, hello America Yeah, I'm gonna try Hollywood and San Pedro Bay I'm gonna give my love to you Well I'm takin' me a trip I'm going down to California I'll tell ya what I'm gonna do I'm gonna take you where the lights are bright I'm gonna give

Hey baby, can't you see what you're doin' to me You're goin' back to your old time, used to be If you tell me you love me, then try to do some things my way I wonder where, I wonder where, this Sears Roebuck drummer come from? Hey baby, baby, baby, can't

Let me get one more for the lady (Whatever she wants) And I don't know what you've been through But something's tellin' me you You deserve a drink or two Ain't gon' lie to you, baby Don't know where you've been Ain't gon' lie to you You look like you

I need something more Tell me what you see Touch, I remember touch Pictures came with touch A painter in my mind A tourist in a dream A visitor it seems A half-forgotten song Where do I belong?

And what do we want from each other? Tell me your dreams What do they mean? Where do we go? Nobody knows And I try and I try And it tears me all up inside The birds outside my window Want to drive this stupid song into my head

Please don't go crazy, if I tell you the truth, No you don't know what happened, and you never, will, If you don't listen to me while I talk to the wall, This blanket is freezing, its been out in the hall, Where you fight me for hours, 'til I'm sure what

Carry me home Bear my weight on your shoulders Got to hold it up for him Nothing else matters And don't let go Midnight strikes, where is my prince? Lost my comfort, more time to think Broken and bruised, tell me what I am Feel so unused, help me find

This is my legacy, legacy, here I used to be the type of kid that would always think the sky is falling There’s no guarantee, it’s not up to me, you can only see This is my legacy, legacy Legacy, legacy Tell me where to go, tell me what to do I'll be

Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey My tapeworm tells me what to do My tapeworm tells me where to go When you, do come out But I cannot grow Till you eat the last of me Oh when will I be free