It's a mystery Dressing like a target splittin' the seams It's Sisyphean With my dreams in a cart from the grocery It s**s me like a thrill, Takes me like a pill Climbing up this hill California nation is bringing me 'round One big invitation to get off the ground I'm a looky-loo Made it like an art form I can see you You're wearing blue I read you like a book that I can't get through Hide behind the lie, squeeze it 'til it's dry Singing 'cause that's how we get by California nation is bringing me 'round
One big invitation to get off the ground Life is profound, be who you want to be It's no big mystery that we're a bunch of freaks Who hold out empty hands Don't want no sympathy, it's our philosophy I'm down with the verse You living with the chorus but it still needs work It's paper thin The message isn't clever when its hidden within Read between the lines, hug it if it cries Singing well that's how we get by California nation is bringing me 'round One big invitation to get off the ground