I got friends in New York City

'Cause everyone I know left town

That's the place your day lit dreams go

Where you can't see the sun go down

Hold your head up, you're a beacon

You pull me northward in my car

You don't have to hit the big time, baby

We know who you are

I got friends in LA County

Where the hillsides shine like stars

And the people float like gold dust

Through the red rope district bars

Hold your head up, you're a beacon

You pull me westward in my car

You don't have to hit the big time, baby

We know who you are

Hold your head up, you're a beacon

Don't let them think you've come that far

You were always standing in the spotlight, baby

We know who you are

It's getting cold out on that big lake

And the water's painted blue

Don't let the skyline fool you, baby

You know what to do

You know what to do

You know what to do