Las Lomas

Do you know the way, to California... Acidhead, the couturier's dead Dance kitty, California hurricane bred She never told you how she felt like this How her last breath depended on the touch of a kiss She's not foolin' Let the ocean touch your skin Let the tide take you away I think it's time to throw you away! Mama told me: "I always thought you'd end up better than this" Runnin' on a tired lead anchor it's draggin' and weighin' me down Ooh, maybe if you held me tighter, I'd love you again Do you know the way; I'd like to show you... It's a stain of a burning sky Thought it'd be different this time Portrait of a beggars past. And now I know that... You're just foolin' Did the ocean touch your skin? The tide swept you away! I think it's time to throw you away! Mama told me: "I always thought you'd end up better than this" Runnin' on a tired lead anchor it's draggin' and weighin' me down Ooh, maybe if you held me tighter, I'd love you again If you've never been Then you oughta know The desert has been calling Whoa-oh-oh-oh Take me down tonight Through the hills we'll bleed into the shore I think it's time to throw you away! Mama told me: "I always thought you'd end up better than this" Runnin' on a tired lead anchor it's draggin' and weighin' me down Ooh, maybe if you held me tighter, I'd love you again On summer days She called your name I walked away instead Runnin' on a tired lead anchor and it's draggin' and holdin' me back Ooh maybe if you held me tighter I'd love you again