Gettin' By, High And Strange
New York City was a stich in time
When I stood all I could of LA
Patchin up the pieces of my tangled mind
Diggin somethin different every day, yeah.
Soon as I was better I was movin on
Gettin it together, gettin good and gone
And by (gettin by) high (good and high)
And strange (gonna get some strange.)
New aint nothin but a state of mind
Keeps a man from missin what he left behind
Ill take anything that I can find
Anyhow, anywhere, anyway, anytime.
Ill keep livin till the day I die
As long as I can get it up for one more try
Gettin by (gettin by) high (good and high)
And strange (gonna get some strange.)