Blue sky , two lanes are open wide I love the song of a black top road Heading away from a simple life I took some paper It tasted funny Way out yonder in complicated California Slow down, good times Slow down, good times A cigarette and tea is all I had to eat A metal band at Scream was all I heard for weeks I miss my Chitlins I miss my Gravy True love was granted when they let Me into California...California Slow down, good times Slow down, good times Good friends, young times Its all part of the shot we're taking I good friend moved out hey, the edges had started to sharpen he referred to it as graduation Slow down, good times Slow down, good times