I was a sucker a long time ago
I ain’t a sucker though, not anymore
That’s what they all say
You’re just as bad as them
That’s what they all say
What makes think you’re any better
‘Cause you’re not
Take a seat take a slot
On the bus heading west
You’re gonna need your rest
Next thing I knew I was in california
It didn’t feel strange at all
Everyone said you’ve got to know that
You won’t be back next fall
I been sinning I been begging to get caught
I been waiting for my freedom from this cult
I was planning my escape like nonstop
Got my ticket for the last flight before the sun
Comes up again
Over the bridge
It’s creeping over where I live
Next thing I knew I was in california
It didn’t feel strange at all
Everybody said you’ve got to know that
You won’t be back next fall
(California, california -)
(You never sent my stuff to me
But I don’t really care much
Someone sold my sh#t for me
I guess I never really needed it)
Red light at the top of the hill
I was stopped for an hour or two
Took a while to adjust to the fact
I couldnt change even if I wanted to
To all my friends that are still in the city
Are you waking up later and later
To the all my friends that are still my friends
I hope that’s all the friends I ever made
Sweat through my shirt crossing the bridge
Think I could maybe bum a change of attire
From an apartment on lafayette street
Or a house up in brooklyn heights
Pit stop on my way back to work
I hope I don’t get caught in the rain
Even if I do it wont be so bad
Or maybe bad enough that I’ll feel some pain
Some pain is okay
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