Текст песни California - Petey

Left behind my home
Three thousand miles down the road
In my Honda with my only mouth to feed
I don't care what town
As long as she's not hangin' 'round
Just get me far as hell from Nashville, Tennessee

'Cause I'd rather be depressed in California
Ocean's got the only blues I need
Lay me down to rest in California
Heart as cold as New Year's NYC

Friends all think I'm dead
A silver bullet to my head
They've been searchin' in the flowers and the weeds
They don't know the truth
I'm bringin' back the joy of youth
Drinkin' High Life from the bottle on the beach

'Cause I'd rather be depressed in California
Ocean's got the only blues I need
Lay me down to rest in California
Heart as cold as New Year's NYC

Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

'Cause I'd rather be depressed in California
Finally, I can find myself some peace
Lay me down to rest in California
Maybe I'll just end up on TV
One hundred-thousand cigarettes in California
Still cleaner than the air I used to breathe
Yeah, I'd rather be depressed in California
'Cause nothing else is good enough for me