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