Get yourself together

I'm not talking about tomorrow

We have places to go

So put the pedal to the metal

Blood is running from my nose

And it's getting on my sweater

And I haven't got a clue

If it's getting worse or getting better, better, better

You know, sometimes I feel like everybody's better than me

And with their vision

They can see

From one side through the other side of me

Sunset Strip

Sunset Strip

Sunset Strip

Sunset Strip

Sunset Strip

Sunset Strip

Sunset Strip

Sunset Strip

Sunset Strip

I walked in and you walked up, you asked me to leave

I fell down the stairs

Collapsed there in the night

And my thoughts came spilling out

I guess that I was wound up tight

And I tried to keep words in my mouth

But I boiled from inside

Meanwhile, the blood ran on my sweater

Well, am I worse or am I b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-better

You know, sometimes I feel like everybody's looking at me

And with their vision

They can see

From one side through the other side of me

Sunset Strip

Sunset Strip

Sunset Strip

Sunset Strip

Sunset Strip

Sunset Strip

Sunset Strip

Sunset Strip

Sunset Strip

Ah

I walked in and you walked out, you asked me to leave

Ah

So I walked out but I fell down, got weak in the knees

On the Sunset Strip

Ooh

On the Sunset Strip

Ooh

On the Sunset Strip

Ooh

On the Sunset Strip

I tripped and almost got hit by a bus