Billy Boggle - Billboards Lyrics

You left the sun in California
Hitched a ride and headed east
At the bottom of a bottle
Drinking in that southern breeze

So if you're lost in Arizona
Lost your way home
Or if you're losing in DC
Freedom is gone
Stop and ask yourself a question
Stop wasting time
Are you doing any worse than me

Oh, your lost and you know it's true
Did the billboards lie to you
Yeah, now it's all coming back to you
Oh, it's the age old cycle we all go through

I'm wide awake in New York City
Because it's the place that never sleeps
I'm high again in San Francisco, baby
On the corner of Haight and Ashbury

They're right it's lonely at the bottom
Down in your cell
But I ain't coming up for air
My private hell
I guess I'll smoke one if ya got one
The word is f*cked, why should I care

Oh, your lost and you know it's true,
Did the billboards lie to you
Yeah, now it's all coming back to you
Oh, it's the age old cycle we all go through