I trip up through east side streets,
I get high up and I stay at the sun
If people get up and start to mean,
I take my beetle boots and live on the run
it's 300 more just to play
I don't have much use for the money
But I'd really love to throw it away
Yeah, I'd really love to throw it away
All the words been runnin'
I'm unhappy nearly half the time
Now me and my baby got hung up
somewhere near the Echo Park
I'd start to get nervous and shiver
It don't look so good here in the dark
But Hollywood's alright with me
If I die here then I'll go out in style
it seems like no one agreed
But I think I will be here a while
I said, I think I will be here a while
Oh, but baby, no, I ain't dead yet
I'm on half and nearly half the time
A high tension wild like a punk
But everyone needs something to do
So I've been kicking tires
And man, I do it better than you
Most of my friends, they got clean
But to me, they don't seem
It don't seem like they're getting it done
You don't seem like you're
I'm unhappy nearly half the time
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