Going Back To California Lyrics

Parked by a mansion with an airstrip
Sun rising up so crisp and bright
Old dudes holed up in their bunkers
Chasing down the light

Faster than a speeding bullet
Smart as a whip
Dead in a parking lot in Leesburg
This is it

Going back
To California
Going back
To California

Burned up jewelry at the inquest
Cold now to the touch
Last time I ever saw him
He told me how I drink too much

Feel like I'm gonna crumble
What will become of us
Take two weeks to think about it
Get right back on the bus

Feel so bad, so afraid
Of the road up ahead

Going back
To California
Going back
To California