California 37
Knock knock, who's there?
Two thousand and twelve is a brand new year
Cleaning house, singing songs
Shedding light and righting wrongs
Ding dong the witch ain't dead
She's still trying to take my bread
Four more years 'til my girls all grown
Then the bitch gotta have to leave me alone
It's all good 'cause I'm as happy as a flea
On a mountain of dogs 'ya see
A little music cured all the hurt and put hate in six feet of dirt
I was looking for some heaven
There's no need to look no more
California thiry seven
Took me right to heaven's door
Knock knock, whoah oh
Rock and Ro-oll
California thirty seven took me right to heaven's door
Here's to those who didn't think Train could ever roll again
You were the fuel that I used when inspiration hit a dead end
San Francisco got it done four one five took the nine one one
Thank you all for believin' in
We won't let you down again
Truth is, it was attitude
Replaced greed with gratitude
Then replaced a pretty key dude
It's all truth not being rude
Making love now, not mistakes
Working hard instead of looking for breaks
Came all the way from the eighth Great Lake
And fond thirty seven reasons to stay
I was looking for some heaven
There's no need to look no more
California thirty seven
Took me right to heaven's door
Knock knock, whoah oh
Rock and Ro-oll
California thirty seven took me right to heaven's door