Of California Songtext
von Cult With No Name

When I sing of love
It′s not quite the same
Why release the dove
When you can sell it again?

When I speak of peace
I spell it with an 'I′
Like what you will receive
If you choose to comply


I might grow my hair long
Live off of the land
Welcome you to my farm
Where all the apples go bad
I love to roll in the green
Of California
Of the 10 dollar bills
I'll made from you today

When I close my eyes
Everything feels still
But when you close your eyes
I just make for the hills

When I strike a deal
I strike it hard then down
Lie, cheat, and steal
Just what my mindset allows


I might smoke all day long
Live off of the land
Welcome you to my farm
Where all the apples go bad
I love to roll in the green
Of California
Of the 10 dollar bills
I'll made from you today