San Andreas

Red summers And artificial cities lighting her a cigarette I reach over and I pick up the bottle Suck it down flat on my back And then suddenly I start to laugh Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah I put my hand flat down on the surface Where the curve is going down And we are in bed together And we're laughing Spiral out like a whale stream of foam And I'm high in the air all alone Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah (Electric violin solo) Red summers and artificial cities She's holding her cigarette Now We've been striking darker intersections Looking down at the madness And then suddenly I've got to laugh Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah