作词 : Newcombe
I walked from New York and back from L.A. 
I lived on a mountain and once by the bay 
I bought an apartment and slept in the hay 
but there's no place that's softer than (your arms) 
living today is just getting so bad 
there's a look on your face 
and it says"you've been had!" 
you can take all my money 
but don't make me mad 
cause there's nobody meaner than (me) 
I prayed to Buddha, to Allah, and Jim. 
I turned to Jesus and stayed there with him 
I fell in deep but I learned how to swim 
now there's no one who's cleaner than me or than him