Текст: Judybats. Native Son.

Native son, what have you done?
Where have you been?
Who do you know?
Where have you been?
Who do you know?

Nothing, no one
Nowhere, mainly devil-may-care
Nothing, no one
Nowhere, I'm still picking things from the air

Dizzy boy, is there still joy
In being free and in between
In being free and in between?

Nothing, no one
Nowhere, mainly devil-may-care
Nothing, no one
Nowhere, I'm still picking things from the air

Nothing no one nowhere
Nothing no one nowhere
Nothing no one nowhere
Nothing no one nowhere

I'm gonna la la la
My way through life
I'm gonna la la la
My way through life
I'm gonna la la la
My way through this life, nowhere