All the houses in this country are built like shit Dry-wall, well, I could put my feet through it if I wanted to
That Californian Sun on my face All those drugs they They fogged her brain
They pushed it down in the ravine No thought for wildlife Saloon serene
That Californian Sun on my face All those drugs they They fogged his brain
Brian's getting interviewed on the television Telling a story from his childhood
About those eyes About that laugh About the sides overhead And how the body bounced on horseback And where they worked And how they slept And who they fucked And what they ate And how they killed
We wanna know We wanna know We wanna know
We wanna know We wanna know We wanna know
We wanna know We wanna know We wanna know
We return to the scene We return to the scene We return to the scene
We return to the scene We return to the scene We return to the scene
Oh, time and time again
We return to the scene We return to the scene We return to the scene We return to the scene
We return to the scene We return to the scene We return to the scene
It's so sad what happened But what would I be doing? If it didn't It's so sad what happened But what would I be doing? If it didn't That Californian Sun's not for me I'll go home Just try to sleep Blood on the boulders
