Lyrics
Don't look back
I've got to get back on the bus intact
I've got to get back on my bus in fact
I keep sleeping it off with the panic attacks
Okay, back on track
Losing it all, keep making it back
Keep thinking of quitting, but I can't keep track
Well, I'm losing, when I win I'm glad it's all grown in black, oh-oh
In Arizona
San Antonio
Lake Superior
Chicago
Saint Augustine
Montreal
Say, "Goodbye, California"
So let's cold start this engine
The click is on
Guitar is in
The Kit-Kat snake-bite beat begins
And over the top I'm mumbling
Rambling
Bumbling
Could we just stop and start again?
I got this pipe with proffering
It's kinda like a key-change bridgey thing
Before we start turning up everything
In Arizona
San Antonio
Lake Superior
Chicago, whoa-oh
Saint Augustine
Montreal
Say, "Goodbye, California"
Goodbye, California
In Kansas City
Ohio
Sweet Carolina
He's out Mexico
Whoa-oh, Philadelphia
Old Saint Paul
Say "Goodbye, California"
Goodbye, California
He's out Mexico
Whoa-oh, Philadelphia
Old Saint Paul
Say "Goodbye, California"
