get to dancin cause I Walk throungh my mansion cause I Own property from california to the hamptons and I Sip sum of my water fountain that spits soda Look out the window and wave
: If I could look across the country From California to New Jersey Then I would count the parks and lake resorts And number all the jets and airports
to unjam it when I cram it I'm from N-to-the-E W-A-R-K, Newark NJ got the AK When I wave bitch you better say heeyyyyyyyy I'm a Kid From the Hall I got
it wasn't fair Remembering it wasn't fair outside Low ebb, high tide The lowest ebb and highest tide A symbol wave I must confide I guess we took us
goodbye Was a long drive, a heartache I'm still trying to get through Texas was you Carolina was a black car A big white number three California was
the money in their hands But if you get to California Save a piece of gold for me If it's the only thing you save then I'll bet you'll never wave When
hold me tight Outside a new day is dawning Outside suburbia's crawling Everywhere, I don't want to go baby New York to East California There's a new wave
, I get to dancin' as I. Walk through my mansion cuz I, Own porperty from California to the Hamptons and I, Sip from my water fountain that spits soda. Look out the window and wave
This land is your land This land is my land From California to the New York island; From the red wood forest to the Gulf Stream waters This land was
breeds creation And earthquakes are to a girl?s guitar They are just another good vibration And tidal waves couldn?t save the world From Californication
the noise Pretentious dimensions exploring the boring to the core Adults with cordless personalities Running around in new wave bionic jogging suits (Spoken gimme some of that noise) California
me tight Outside a new day is dawning Outside Suburbia's sprawling everywhere I don't want to go baby New York to East California There's a new wave
If I could look across the country From California to New Jersey Then I would count the parks and lake resorts And number all the jets and airports All
make a lovely list Of your charms So I'll never feel alone in your arms I must be in California I must be in California I must be in California
New Jersey transit And you'll need Teddy to unjam it when I cram it I'm from N to the E When I wave bitch you better say heeyyyyyyyy W A R
that's known as East Oakland He can rap to the beat like all the rest So rough hanging tough in the wild wild west With his gansta waves and gangsta
named Bill Sets his sights on an anchor steam point All he needs is thirteen quarters Congregated in his hat A crow, a scavenger type California redemption