Earth, wind and California is all that we need Live it up, or lose it to the next century Keep your friends from aging to old enemies Earth, wind and California is all that we need We're trophies on the beach
One foot in the door Of the past and present tense It's all on you to light our cigarettes While straddling whatever's Rising in trend and then Melting all of the pearls Back to sand
Earth, wind and California is all that we need Live it up, or lose it to the next century Keep your friends from aging to old enemies Earth, wind and California is all that we need
So long, farewell The real ones are gone Prolonging death To suck dick for the man Who only makes us come To meetings About meetings We're fucked
Earth, wind and California is all that we need Live it up, or lose it to the next century Keep your friends from aging to old enemies Earth, wind and California is all that we need
Compositor: James Francies / Nate Smith / Charles Myers / Abigail Smith