Nowhere Fast

Julie had a bad day so she headed north on I-5
she just wanted to get the hell out of Los Angeles
thought maybe seattle but she ended up on Haight street,
bumming change from a young gutterpunk named Mario
do this: all i have to do is die
think this: all i have to think is why
be this: all i have to do is try
i’ll be what i want
Julie was on cocaine but she kept the car in her lane
though she didn’t have a clue where it would take her
Nowhere fast, that’s where i wanna be give me good times and someplace to sleep
the price of freedom doesn’t actually come cheap
Julie had a migraine because she was out of cocaine and she finally got her
ass back to Lost Angeles
Nowhere fast, that’s where i wanna be give me good times and someplace to sleep
the price of freedom doesn’t actually come cheap
Julie she was crying as she headed across the bay bridge
she just had to get the hell away from mario
thought the lower east side sounded good
but she was so tired
she just parked outside a crack house in south Berkeley
do this: all i have to do is die
think this: all i have to think is why
be this: all i have to do is try
i’ll be what i want
Julie she was running so she kept the car at 80
and it died just north of Gilman street in Albany
Nowhere fast, that’s where i wanna be give me good times and someplace to sleep
the price of freedom doesn’t actually come cheap
Julie was a fuckup
but i swear she wasn’t stupid and she finally got her ass back to Los Angeles.