When you flew to California, you thought things would be different,
Oh you could get loose and reckless on the other side of the country,
Where nobody knows your name, you can get lost in a crowd,
Where you can take your blank slate, oh, and bury it underground

But there's nowhere you can go,
It's just a housing grid,
There is no place to call home,
You're just a point in it

And I can see the patchwork, patchwork sprawled right over you,
Like cities from above, cities from above,
And boy you're just the same, the same, oh, you ain't nothing new,
Like cities from above, cities from above

When you got to LAX, you thought that things would change,
Like a million volts of energy rewiring your brain,
You took a hike near Eagle Rock and shouted towards the ground,
"I am something powerful, and I own this whole fucking town"

But there's nowhere you can go,
It's just a housing grid,
There is no place to call home,
You're just a point in it

And I can see the patchwork, patchwork sprawled right over you,
Like cities from above, cities from above,
And boy you're just the same, the same, oh, you ain't nothing new,
Like cities from above, cities from above

You're in way over your head,
They say the oceans will rise up until we all are dead,
And looking down from space,
O, they won't see a single light illuminate this place,
O, they'll see waves and oceans covering the human race,
O, they won't see the cities where you don't dare show your face

And I can see the patchwork, patchwork sprawled right over you,
Like cities from above, cities from above,
And boy you're just the same, the same, oh, you ain't nothing new,
Like cities from above, cities from above