California

[Intro] (Orson Wells)

I know that I’m in this moment perfectly sane

That it’s not me who’s gone mad;

Something else, beyond my control

This may be the last thing I ever tell on earth

The last night I ever see the stars

Come on baby rise, come on kiss my thighs

You’ve never seen such a man with a fat disguise

Come on baby yell, come on give ‘em hell

You walk down to the corner you’ve got something to sell

Come on baby rise, keep your eyes on the prize

You don’t come around here seeking my advise

I’ve got enough of the sunshine in California

I’m gonna move back to my home town in Montana

I’ve got enough of the sunshine in California

I’m gonna move back to my home town in Montana

Come on baby run, come and have some fun

We’re going to run to the corner and obtain some oranges

Hungry, hungry, gonna do some laundry

Got an army of Spartans and it’s about 300

I’ve got enough of the sunshine in California

I’m gonna move back to my home town in Montana

I’ve got enough of the sunshine in California

I’m gonna move back to my home town in Montana

(Arrrr)

Take it off, take it in, getting smaller everyday

Take it off, take it in, you’re a motherfucker!

Take it off, take it in, getting smaller everyday

Take it off, take it in, you’re a motherfucker!

Take it off, take it in, getting smaller everyday

Take it off, take it in, you’re the motherfucker!

I’ve got enough of the sunshine in California

I’m gonna move back to my home town in Montana

I’ve got enough of the sunshine in California

I’m gonna move back to my home town in Montana