Sick of California

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Dewese-James I’m sick of California The actors and the lawyers And all the pretty people I meet They give me the creeps, I’m through. My spark it has been swallowed And the business is so shallow Making music is my rock and roll dream But my voice it won’t sing out here. They tell you what you wanna hear You’ll make the album of the year You’re gonna be the next big thing Until another fresh face comes along and sweeps them off their feet. I’m moving out to Boston To practice yoga on the common And all the old alternative stars They’d hang out in bars with me. Or maybe I could move to Portland Play guitar and tend a garden I could grow a beard, start a zine Ride my bike on the scene out there. They’ll tell you what you wanna hear You’ll make the album of the year You’re gonna be the next big thing Until another fresh face comes along and sweeps them off their feet. I’m sick of California I’m sick of California I’m sick of California I’m sick of California.