Read
about some princess and her junkie friends
Didn't start my day off right
Old
James
Dean jumped from his grave
Swore that black was white
Read it in the pa pers
The writings on the wall
Someone earns a dollar out of every lie
It don't make no sense
Worrying at all
And now I wake up
And I'm wondering why
I'm lost and then I'm found
I'm lost and then I'm found
I'm lost and then I'm found
I'm lost and then I'm
found
Everybody's giving me
the third degree
Don't know when I'm up
or down
Cigarettes and women be
the death of me
Better that than this old town
Read it in the papers
The writings on the wall
Someone earns a dollar out of every lie
It don't make no sense
Worrying at all
And now I wake up
And I'm wondering why
I'm lost and then I'm found
I'm lost and then I'm found
I'm lost and then I'm found
I'm lost and then I'm found
I'm lost and then I'm found I'm
lost and then I'm found
I'm lost and then I'm found I'm lost
and then I'm found
Wintertime is coming here, the howling wind
Didn't get a sleep last night
Stoned and my confusion
makes no sense at all
Couldn't change it if I tried
We're headed in the papers,
the writing's on the wall
Someone earns a dollar out of every lie
If to make no sense, worrying at all
And I wake up and I'm wondering why
I'm lost and then I'm found
I'm lost and then I'm found
I'm lost and then I'm found
I'm lost and then I'm
found
I'm lost and then I'm found
I'm lost and then I'm found
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