California

California’s on the television
Poisoning the ocean, poisoning the sun
I’m waiting for the taste of it, waiting for the sound
Of California dreaming underground

California’s in the papers: politics and prison bars
Communism’s overtaken Hollywood Boulevard
And on and on… I might be wrong…
Oregon, the stars are angels
Photographing astronauts from Heaven

California’s on the screen
Like a theme park with a wave machine
They’ve got vintage t-shirts, vintage jeans
Cut out from their magazines
Should I somehow end up living there
With a full time job and a part time career
I’d bе lost, once and for all
So California, what have you done?
California, what havе you become?