I cried for you on my way to New York.
I prayed for myself when we landed.
Hello, America,
make me big star.
From the Big Apple, I tried to call you.
You weren't at home,
so I wrote this letter.
But I don't have much to say.
But anyway,
dear Annie, I've been missing you a lot.
I wish I could just come back home.
But Judy calls.
But love you home, sick Superman.
We
took a trip
across the land.
Now you can call us the real traveling band.
Look at the sky,
darling.
There goes your action, man.
Trying to hit the big time is mostly
trying to kill the time.
Big boss smokes cigars.
The band smokes pot.
And laughs a lot.
Dear Annie, I've been missing you a lot.
I wish I could just come back home.
But Judy calls.
But love you home, sick Superman.
Woo.
Dear Annie, I've been missing you a lot.
I wish I could just come back home.
But Judy calls.
But love you home, sick Superman.
But love you home, sick Superman.
Woo.
Sometimes
I feel like a fish in a bowl without water.