Hey Jo

Hey Jo,

How’s Los Angeles,

Have you seen any stars?

Does the sunshine get old?

How’s that tabby cat

You watched being born?

Just wrote to hope you were good.

Things are changing here

A little at a time.

I turn my back,

Another knot comes untied.

Guess that’s part of it,

You learn to adjust.

Do you give to uncertainty,

All of your trust?

Fuck my head

Take it back

It’s dirty.

And I’m on that road again,

I said it to you.

Fuck my head

Take it back

It’s dirty.

And I’m on that road again,

I said it to you.

It was built for cars

It’s so unusual here

There’s a god in the headlights

There’s money uptown

Send my regards, I know we tried.

It was built for cars

It’s so unusual here

There’s a god in the headlights

There’s money uptown

Send my regards, I know we tried.

Fuck my head

Take it back

It’s dirty.

And I’m on that road again,

I said it to you.

Fuck my head

Take it back

It’s dirty.

And I’m on that road again,

I said it to you.

Fuck my head

Take it back

It’s dirty to you.