Roz Bell - Cali, Cry текст песни

These crazy times

Up on my mind

We gotta change

Maintain

Hey, Mr. President

Could you pay my rent

Good God, just look at us

What the fuck



Excuse me, Sir

Could I have a word

Do you think she's nice

200 dollars for the night

We're trying to get by

And keep our dreams alive

One day it'll all make sense

And we won't have to live like this



But we gotta believe in who we are

And we gotta believe in shiny cars

And we gotta believe in superstars, planet mars, blah, blah, blah



Chorus:

California, California, California, cry for me (4x)



Don't mind what I do

Cause it ain't about you

Got bills to pay

Gonna do my thing

Hey mister, need a bag?

Don't look so sad

One day it'll all make sense

And we won't have to live like this



But we gotta believe in who we are

And we gotta believe in shiny cars

And we gotta believe in superstars, planet mars, blah, blah, blah



Chorus:

California, California, California, cry for me (4x)



One day you're gonna wake up and you're gonna see the sunshine all on me (3X)

One day you're gonna wake up, you're gonna wake, you're gonna wake up and see



California, California, California, cry for me (4x)

We're riding bicycles down Queen St.

With 6 string guitars strapped on in the 8 o'clock heat

We do what we gotta do to get by

We live our lives and never have to compromise