All the houses in this country are built like shit
Dry-wall, well, I could put my feet through it if I wanted to
That Californian sun on my face
All those drugs they
They fogged her brain
They pushed it down in the ravine
No thought for wildlife
Saloon serene
That Californian sun on my face
All those drugs they
They fogged his brain
Brian's getting interviewed on the television
Telling a story from his childhood
About those eyes
About that laugh
About the sides overhead
And how the body bounced on horseback
And where they worked
And how they slept
And who they fucked
And what they ate
And how they killed
We wanna know
We wanna know
We wanna know
We wanna know
We wanna know
We wanna know
We wanna know
We wanna know
We wanna know
We return to the scene
We return to the scene
We return to the scene
We return to the scene
We return to the scene
We return to the scene
Oh, time and time again
We return to the scene
We return to the scene
We return to the scene
We return to the scene
We return to the scene
We return to the scene
We return to the scene
It's so sad what happened
But what would I be doing?
If it didn't
It's so sad what happened
But what would I be doing?
If it didn't
That Californian sun's not for me
I'll go home
Just try to sleep
Blood on the boulders
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