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nathan payne - california hills lyrics

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i was born in the east
raised in the midwest
somethin’ my grandpappy told me
before’n i moved west

he said all the world’s a junkie
we’re merely the syringe
all the world’s a bottle
we’re a drunkard on a binge

and out west them streets are paved
with hunnerd+dollar bills
so keep your head on straight, boy
in them california hills

now i got mudslides in my bowels
earthquakes in my thighs
a water shortage in my bladder
and blackouts in my eyes

i’m a casting couch potato
i got tofu for my brains
i’ve had so much plastic surgery
my face melts in the rain

and i don’t know what to do
when the traffic lights turn green
this p+rno’s full of lead
this drinking water is obscene
and all my friends are cokeheads
me i’m strung on pills
but i wouldn’t change a thing
about them california hills

lord i’m goin’ goin’ home
goin’ home home
goin’ home
goin’ goin’ home
goin’ home home
goin’ home
goin’ goin’ home
goin’ home home
to them california hills

i got helicopter pilots
tangled in my hair
my sugar mama lives in malibu
she is a millionaire

we’re toolin’ down the drugstrip
tricked out beyond belief
in our topless titty cars
wearin’ nothin’ underneath

and the air is unbreathable
there’s tumors in the sky
you better shoot me while i’m happy
better k!ll me ‘fore i die
cuz my girlfriend’s a junkie
me i’m strung on pills
but i wouldn’t change a thing
about them california hills

lord i’m goin’ goin’ home
goin’ home home
goin’ home
goin’ goin’ home
goin’ home home
goin’ home
goin’ goin’ home
goin’ home home
to them california hills

i wear a winter coat when it gets down
to 65 degrees
the roaches are atrocious
and there’s traffic in the trees

the streets are full of lunatics
droolin’ from their chins
obnoxious drunks and crazy people
baby, we fit right in

so let’s kick back, relax
smoke a joint and drink a beer
sometimes i wish i was myself
yeah i wish that i was here
cuz any 20 years now
i’ll be gettin’ my big break
the ground is the limit
the sky is opaque

and all my friends are cokeheads
me i’m strung on pills
but i wouldn’t change a thing
about them california hills

my girlfriend’s a junkie
we’re both strung on heroin
but i wouldn’t change a thing
about that california sun

©2003 nathan payne

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