I’m walking through L.A., I’m walking through the nation, But does it really change my mind? I’m walking through L.A., And maybe that makes me blind! My heart can’t mend, can’t go in vacation, I’m sick of being patient waiting for ex-wife relation. I still feel, I still feel
Chorus: That I wanna be high, wanna be free When I’m thanking you for nothing! I wanna be free, just again, again, again and again, babe! I still feel, I still feel That I wanna be high, wanna be free When I’m thanking you for nothing! Babe, I wanna be free and again, and again, and again!
Locked in my own cave, lead a life it won’t be hate, Steadily burn my own way. And I feel men so wrong, and it’s so wrong! Without preparation, without a place to meet, Decipher any occupation, simply wanna be… I still feel, I still feel
Chorus: That I wanna be high, wanna be free When I’m thanking you for nothing! I wanna be free, just again, again, again and again, babe! I still feel, I still feel That I wanna be high, wanna be free When I’m thanking you for nothing! Babe, I wanna be free and again, and again, and again!
That I wanna be high, wanna be free When I’m thanking you for nothing! I wanna be free, just again, again, again and again! On the freeway will be my way! I’m a freeway, I must stay! On the freeway in L.A. I knew my place, hey! On the freeway will be my way! I’m a freeway, I must stay! On the freeway in L.A. I knew my place, hey!