(Nickolas G. Carter/Daniel Muckala/Bryan Shackle/Thomas Kipp Williams)
It's hot as hell and we don't see a single rain drop
And we don't care
If we choke on this air - Can't breathe
Sun burnin' bodies
Hotties rockin purple Mohawks
Can't pay the rent - sleep in the Benz
Bridge:
Everything is fine in my Golden State of mind
Chorus:
We got the gold
We got the green
Bigger than a million broken dreams
We got the sex
We got the beach
Concrete valleys-silicon freaks
baby
That's California
That's California for ya
Chihuahuas, diamond collars
barkin down the boardwalk
Don't need no crib, got pets for kids
We keep our teachers stripping
weekends for their night jobs
We pay them well- so what the hell?
Bridge
Chorus
oh, oh, that's California
The addicts, the traffic, the surf
and the sun
They love it, they hate it
but everyone comes
oh, oh, that's California
The addicts, the traffic, the surf
and the sun
They love it, they hate it
but everyone comes
Everything is fine in my Golden State of mind
We got the gold
We got the green
Bigger than a million broken dreams
We got the sex
We got the beach
Concrete valleys-silicon freaks
baby
That's California (the addicts, the traffic, the surf and the sun)
That's California for ya (they love it, they hate it, but everyone comes)
That's California (the addicts, the traffic, the surf and the sun)
That's California for ya
They love it, they hate it, but everyone comes