Hang Ten
I think of her in the sunken blue
I think of her
Living in a plastercene-coloured dream
Fire me up, acetylene
She's the rust in my gun
Sweep me up, I'm done
Peace, Love, Hang ten California dreaming of a perfect wave
Floating downstream, unconscious, waiting for a girl on a train
The train of thought falling off the track
Radios and Cadillacs
Satellite in the sky
Kiss me first before i die
Peace, Love, Hang ten California dreaming of a perfect wave
Son now take care, don't they warn ya, man there's gonna come a rave
California waiting for a girl on a train
I'll think of her in the sunken blue, in the month of May
I'll wait for her as the storm comes screaming through my veins
Peace, Love, Hang ten California dreaming of a perfect wave
Floating downstream, unconscious, waiting for a girl on a train
Peace, Love, Hang ten California dreaming of the perfect wave
Son now take care, don't they warn ya, man there's gonna come a rave
California wearing yourself thin
California wearing yourself thin
California waiting for a girl on a train