Blood on the Boulders

All the houses in this country are built like shit Dry wall, well, I could put my fist through it if I wanted to That Californian sun on my face All those drugs, they, they fogged her brain They pushed it down in the ravine No thought for wildlife, saloon serene That Californian sun on my face All those drugs, they, they fogged his brain Brian's getting interviewed on the television Telling a story from his childhood About those eyes About that laugh About the skies overhead And how the body bounced on horseback And where they worked, and how they slept And who they fucked, and what they ate And how they killed, we wanna know We wanna know, we wanna know We wanna know We wanna know We wanna know We wanna know We wanna know We wanna know We wanna know We return to the scene We return to the scene We return to the scene We return to the scene Oh, time and time again (we return to the scene) Time and time again (we return to the scene) We return, we return to the scene (oh, time and time again) We return to the scene (time and time again) We return to the scene We return to the scene Oh, time and time again We return to the scene (time and time, and time, sometimes) We return to the scene (time, time, time) We return to the scene (time, time, time) Oh, time and time again (time, time again) We return to the scene (time and time again) We return to the scene (time, time, time) Time and time again (time, time, time) We return to the scene (time and time again) Time and time again (time, time again) We return It's so sad what happened But what would I be doing if it didn't? It's so sad, what happened But what would I be doing if it didn't? That Californian sun's not for me I'll go home and just try to sleep Blood on the boulders, blood on the boulders Blood on the boulders, blood on the boulders Blood on the boulders, blood on the boulders Blood on the boulders, blood on the boulders