Escrita por Rick Davies, foi gravada entre maio e dezembro de 1978 e lançada em 29 de março de 1979 no disco Breakfast in America. Foi produzida por Peter Anderson e pela banda. A canção fala sobre uma pessoa que se muda pra Los Angeles na esperança de se tornar um astro de cinema, mas vê que as coisas são bem mais difíceis do que se imagina. Essa pessoa luta pra sobreviver e se torna frustrado, até que ele consegue um papel e se torna a sensação do momento. A letra era mais pessimista, mas os membros da banda pediram pra Davies deixá-la mais otimista e então ele mudou e deixou-a como ela é agora. Rick Davies cantou e tocou teclado. Roger Hodgson cantou, tocou teclado e guitarra. John Helliwell tocou sax, backing vocals e woodwinds. Bob Siebenberg tocou bateria. Dougie Thomson tocou baixo. Slyde Hyde tocou tuba e trombone. Gary Mielke tocou Oberheim.
A letra:
It's
just heartbreaking
I should've known that it would let me
down
It's just a mind-aching
I used to dream about this town
It was a sight to see
The place to
be
Where the living is easy
And the kicks can always be found
It's such a shame about it
I used to
think that it would feel so good
But who's to blame about it?
So
many creeps in Hollywood
I'm in this dumb motel
Near the Taco
Bell
Without a hope in hell
I can't believe that I'm still
around
Ain't nothing new
In my life
today
Ain't nothing true
It's all gone away
I've had too much cryin', seen too much
grief
I'm sick of tryin', it's beyond belief
I'm tired of
talking on the telephone
They're trying to tell me that they're
not at home
Ain't nothing new
In my life today
I've had enough of walking from place
to place
I've yet to come across a friendly face
And now the
words sound familiar, as they slam the door
"You're not what
we're looking for"
Ain't nothing new
In my life
today
Ain't nothing true
It's all gone away
If we only had time, only had time for
you
If we only had time, only had time for you
If we only had
time, only had time for you
It was heartbreaking
Now I ride in a
big fine car
It was a mind-aching
Yeah, I'm the talk of the
boulevard
So keep your chin up, boy, forget the
pain
I know you'll make it if you try again
There's no use in
quitting
When the world is waiting for you
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