I thought this out and I want you to know
Just how much further I intend to go
We'll work it out in the blazing sun
Turn the feedback up and stare out at everyone
Americans are waiting and now I've got a gun
Chorus
'Cos it's all about the west coast
New law and awe ever after
With everywhere that I've gone
Where now will harbour the last show?
So all in all then all it ever was
A thousand hours sat out in the bus
Then we all find out that we've gone too far
The sun comes up and you don't know who you are
So come give me a hug 'cos I'm back in Echo Park
Chorus
Yeah it's all about the west coast
New law and the war ever after
With everyone that I've known
Who now will honour the ashes?
Why doesn't everybody else go?