A thousand hours here, it feels that long You came here for some money and the fame so strong But it's useless, where have you been, baby? Came in talking 'bout your fancy clothes Your agent and your lover and your big time roles But it's stupid, where have you been, baby? Yea-eah! Where have you been now? Yea-eah! Flying out at the break of dawn You give me a call via 6-1-4 But it's useless, where have you been, baby? All your friends are socialites I know you've been having lonely nights But it's useless, where have you been, baby? Yea-eah! Where have you been now? Yea-eah! Guess what, fuckwit? Your cover's blown My cover's blown, your cover's blown Guess what, fuckwit? Your cover's blown My cover's blown, and your cover's blown Yea-eah! Yeah, where have you been now? Yea-eah! Yea-eah! Where have you been now? Yea-eah!