Way Out West — текст песни (Verbena)

i think i`m going to california
visions of skin covered in roses
i`m so happy i got blond
watch the sun till its black
take your friends made of paper
hold them over a match

chorus:
i`m letting the good times roll
i`m down in the rabbit hole
i`ve got a mexican radio
me and my rubber soul

it`s just my 19th nervous breakdown
some girls in rehabilitation
well its just like a movie
as a matter of fact
i`m gonna get me an army
dress all your men up in black

chorus