California, california
You're such a wonder that I think I'll stay in bed
Big time rollers, part time models
So much to plunder
That I think I'll sleep instead
I dont know this sea of neon
Thousand surfers, whiffs of freon
And big nights back east with rhoda
California please
There's a moment
I've been saving
A kind of crucifix around this munchkin land
Up north freezing, little me drooling
Thats entertainments on at eight
Come on ginger slam
I don't know this sea of neon
Thousand surfers, whiffs of freon
And my new grandma bea arthur
Come on over
Aint it a shame that at the top
Peanut butter and jam they served you
Aint it a shame that at the top
Still those soft skin boys can bruise you
Yes I fell for a streaker

I don't know this sea of neon
Thousand surfers, whiffs of freon
Aint it a shame
That all the world cant enjoy your mad traditions
Aint it a shame that all the world
Dont got keys to their own ignitions
Life is the longest death in california

Youre such a wonder that I think I'll stay in bed
So much to plunder that I think I'll sleep instead
Youre such a wonder that I think I'll stay in bed
So much to plunder that I think I'll sleep instead