California

[Verse 1]
I’m going to Californ-i-a
I’m moving to a place where you never grow old
I’m sick of everybody here
I’m going to a place where the pavements are gold
I’m gonna dream my days away
I bask below the rays of the old Western coast
And you can wish the rain away
And they all pray for fame
As the city, city
As the city takes hold

[Chorus]
Its automatic
It’s static, a wave of romantic
From London to Miami
Nobody can stand it
It’s traumatic
It’s frantic, a plain systematic
A wave of romantic
From London to Miami

[Verse 2]
I’m sick of Californ-i-a
The people are the same
And they treat me so cold
And there’s not been no rain for days
A never-ending wave of American gold
It seems I’ve made a big mistake
And I can’t seem to shake all the fake that I know
But this is Californ-i-a
And maybe I should stay
But my city, city
But the city ain't’ home

[Chorus]
Its automatic
It’s static, a wave of romantic
From London to Miami
Nobody can stand it
It’s traumatic
It’s frantic, a plain systematic
A wave of romantic
From London to Miami

[Bridge]
(New York, Miami
London down to Cali
Kyoto now to Paris)
From London to Miami
(New York, Miami
London down to Cali
Liverpool to Paris)
From London to Miami

[Chorus]
Its automatic
It’s static, a wave of romantic
From London to Miami
Nobody can stand it
It’s traumatic
It’s frantic, a plain systematic
A wave of romantic
From London to Miami

[Outro]
From London to Miami
Oh, from London down to Cali