Oh, you.
Oh, you.
But you're still not.
I see you, but I see you ain't moving.
And me.
I said, but I'm just not seeing.
Let alone the trees.
California here.
I can't open up your golden.
I had enough of the New York City.
My brother.
He went before me.
My God, watch over me.
California.
Here I go.
Oh, baby, do it.
Star obsessing this food on the devil is count.
the people that's count up and said
I'm gonna be missing missing around
with a
wild wild west
must be a better life than this
people got it all
some people got done
I've been banging my head against the
writing on the wall but now
I just want to have fun
California here I come open up your door that arms
I had enough of the New York to
the north my brother he went before me my God watch over me
I'll be there let me fall into your hair
I won't be in the New York City care
kingdom come thou will be done on earth as it is in heaven
give me this my daily
bread and forgive me my trespasses as I
forgive those of others lead me not into
temptation and deliver me
on Hollywood Boulevard
on like a heart attack.
You look up in the sky,
oh there goes the tale of a shooting star.
Falling as fast as you fell way back when,
now you don't even know who you are
except you see yourself in the mirror in the back of a police car.
That was nice.
Alright,
there's blue stars there and there's yellowish white stars there
with blue planet squares and only laughter.
I don't see no people.
That's alright, I'll see you soon.
Right now I'm imagining you as dogs and cats and
what are those great things?
See what I'm saying?
Otters.
Otters turning round and
around.
Makes me laugh my ass off.
Alright.