Gettin' By, High and Strange

New York City was a stich in time

When I stood all I could of LA

Patchin' up the pieces of my tangled mind

Diggin' somethin' different every day, yeah.

Soon as I was better I was movin' on

Gettin' it together, gettin' good and gone

And by (gettin' by) high (good and high)

And strange (gonna get some strange.)

New ain't nothin' but a state of mind

Keeps a man from missin' what he left behind

I'll take anything that I can find

Anyhow, anywhere, anyway, anytime.

I'll keep livin' till the day I die

As long as I can get it up for one more try

Gettin' by (gettin' by) high (good and high)

And strange (gonna get some strange.)