Из альбома: The Hunters Lullaby

Oh my my

Look what I've done

I'm on the run

I've got California

I kissed you goodbye

with a tear in my eye

I packed up my truck and went for a drive



These white yellow lines

These angel filled skies

The Road might be long

But it's my road tonight



It's a Leonard Cohen song

A Buddah/Allah Monk

You can be anything you want

I'm an Italian Catholic punk and I'm on my way

On my way

Oh la la lo, I'm on my way



The ocean appears

The wind slaps my face

Oh, Shangri La

What a beautiful place

I'm nervous but steady

I'm scared but I'm ready

No turning back

3000 miles in a Chevy

And I slam on the breaks

Put my toes in the sand

Look to the consellations

And I throw up my hands



I said, God be my driver

God, be my lighter

Nobody ages

I guess nobody dies here



I'll be careful for what I wish for in this life

Cause I know, I'll miss yesterday

I'll come back to you before I'm old and grey

I'll come home

But it seems so far away



The sky turned red

The ocean pulled away

What the hell's going on

How come no one's afraid

I said hey Mr Soul

What you got for me

I pulled out my wallet

I know nothing here's free



And God do you back this

This town is a black list

Oh boy what a big mess

Even Mickey's on acid



I'm willing, and able

My cards are on this fable

Come on, Alice, we're too good to wait tables



I'll be careful for what I wish for in this life

Cause I know, I'll miss yesterday

I'll come back to you before I'm old and grey

I'll come home...it seems so far away

Seems so far away

You're so far away



Oh ohohaoh

and oh ohohaoh

Oh



Oh my my what have I done?

What have I done?

I went to California

I'm gonna leave California...

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