Lost In The City

Well I woke up this morning with the sheets pulled up over my head
Man, the pounding in my brain made me wish that I was dead
I can’t find my friends, can’t even find my boots
Where’ve I been/ What city am I in?
What am I gonna do?
I don’t know where I’m going
And I don’t know where I’ve been
Lost, lost in the city again — shit!
Stranded in the desert a thousand miles from home
Without a penny to my name, hell you know I’m all alone
I got a half pint of bourbon, do a little talking on the phone
Pack my gear and I’m out of here, as soon as I’m here I’m gone!
I don’t know where I’m going
And I don’t know where I’ve been
Lost, lost in the city again — let’s get lost!
I don’t know where I’m going
And I don’t know where I’ve been
Lost, lost in the city again — let’s get lost
Lost in the city again, Lost in the city again
Never know where the hell I am and
Had a good night with a bottle of Gin and
I’m Lost in the city again, Cause, cause cause
The last thing I knew I was headed downtown
Brother talk about some party, brother talk about some brown
I got so fucked up I could not hang around
Now I’m a long, long way lost, yeah
I been living this way round about twelve years of my fucked up life
Never took me no home girl, God I never, never, never, never took no fucking
wife
I’m on the endless highway, half a bottle down
That’s the way I dug my grave; I took the Fifth till I drowned
I don’t know where I’m going
And I don’t know where I’ve been
And I’m lost, and I’m lost in the city again
I don’t know where I’m going
Cause I don’t know where I’ve been
Lost, lost in the city again — shit
Can you give directions to the freeway?