Watchin' that blonde hair swing To every song I'd sing You were California beautiful I was playin' everything but cool I can still hear that sound Of every wave crashin' down Like the tears we cried That day we had to leave It was everything we wanted it

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no Some folks are born, made to wave the flag Ooo, they're red, white and blue And when the band plays "hail to the Chief" Ooo, they point the cannon at you, Lord It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no

What have we become? A farewell to arms I'll wave this flag of white So the avenged see the light We'll pay for closed eyes Before genocide Can you hear the cries? Nowhere the children run to hide Crimson rivers flow down hills, atone our ills

She can take it back, she will take it back some day Her love rains down on me easy as the breeze I listen to her breathing it sounds like the waves on the sea I was thinking all about her, burning with rage and desire We were spinning into darkness the

No one ever thought up in the streets that I could hold it down Even with all this weight on me couldn't bring me down Go ahead and keep hatin' on me So I can wave Talkin' that shit while I bring that heat and now I hold the crown Hi to the haterz (hi to

Better loud than too late I gotta say it now Have a soul that has been saved I can feel like I I can see the light Coming through the clouds in rays What used to be a house of cards Has turned into a reservoir Save the tears that were water falling

Set sail across the waves Where we will stop no man can say The alcohol stores are running low So into the deep blue yonder go We'll end our quest by following the smell That leads us to the Mead from Hell Under the sea, there's a colony of bees And a

If we can sing with the wind song Chant with thunder Play upon the lightning Waves can't break without rocks that dissolve into sand We can't dance without seasons upon which to stand Eden is a state of rhythm like the sea Is a timeless change Turn your

It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one, no Some folks are born, made to wave the flag Ooh, they're red, white and blue And when the band plays, "Hail to the chief" Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord I ain't no senator's son, son Some

Sometimes goodbye is a second chance Tell my mother, tell my father I have done the best I can To make them realize This is my life I hope they understand I'm not angry, I'm just saying She waved, said, "Why are you always running in place"