There's a hundred and forty-three ways to go about it
There a hundred and forty-three ways to talk yourself out of it
And if you're lost, need some help
I've got good directions
But when you know where you're going
Come stand in my section
Come On... Come On...
Just because you win, it doesn't mean you're winning
Just because you live, it doesn't me you're living
So Come On, Come On, Come On with me
Please don't lose sight of the bigger picture
You must remember it was written in the scriptures
So Come on with me, Come on and see
Los Angeles is a lonely town,
When you're lost you know you can't get found
Walkin' around with a sad look on your face,
I don't like to think about it
My head starts to ache
New York City you better have your shit together,
You can't act a fool walkin' around in the stormy weather
