作词 : Martin, Pessis
Lost In America - Mr. Big
Silent voices close their minds and hide
Behind their secret gardens

Welcome to the age of rage
And everybody's high on something
Run, see Jack run

With all the little piggies in a row

They come, They go

Does anyone five a damn

Who I am or where I'm going
I an your favorite some come undone

Lost in America

Suck your poison, throw your rhymes
And wait for something bad to happen
Stand behind your middle finger

Cool to kill is still in fashion
Run, see Jack run

With all the little piggies in a row

They come, they go

Does anyone give a damn

Who I am or where I 'm going
I am your favorite son come undone

Lost in America

Here in the wasteland
No one's as sane as everyone else

And there'll be hell to pay one fine day

Run, see Jack run

With all the little piggies in a row

They come, they go

Does anyone give a damn

Who I am or where I 'm going
I am your favorite son come undone

Lost in America