Rufus Wainwright - California Lyrics
California, californiaYoure such a wonder that I think Ill stay in bedBig time rollers, part time modelsSo much to plunderThat I think Ill sleep insteadI dont know this sea of neonThousand surfers, whiffs of freonAnd big nights back east with rhodaCalifornia pleaseTheres a momentIve been savingA kind of crucifix around this munchkin landUp north freezing, little me droolingThats entertainments on at eightCome on ginger slamI dont know this sea of neonThousand surfers, whiffs of freonAnd my new grandma bea arthurCome on overAint it a shame that at the topPeanut butter and jam they served youAint it a shame that at the topStill those soft skin boys can bruise youYes I fell for a streakerI dont know this sea of neonThousand surfers, whiffs of freonAint it a shameThat all the world cant enjoy your mad traditionsAint it a shame that all the worldDont got keys to their own ignitionsLife is the longest death in californiaCaliforniaYoure such a wonder that I think Ill stay in bedSo much to plunder that I think Ill sleep insteadYoure such a wonder that I think Ill stay in bedSo much to plunder that I think Ill sleep instead
