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Testo Sink, Swim
Testo Sink, Swim
Oh California, I tried to warn ya, the earth is gonna quake before ya
You'll be real sorry but it won't be sorry, the dirt is gonna crack and split you in two
Then you'll be halved and you'll have to find a match that fit your guts, it hurts so much but it keeps your blood in
Watch out they'll swarm ya, the bees that were born way too early, wakened by the swirling
Cover your nose up, they'll fill all your holes, they will weigh you down with honeycombs and though, it'll be your one chance to be sweet, you'll be a thankless home for ungrateful drones who will churn your bones to butter. And you're not coming home, no you've got plenty more in you don't ya, so please go easy and breathe some clean air for me
Oh California, I hate to inform ya, now waves are crashing coming toward ya
Soaking your pals and dragging them out, you're the only straggler grabbing onto the shore
But all the salt's pooled in your ears, it's all your fault I tell ya, listen will ya, can't you hear me baby And you're not coming home, no you've got plenty more in you don't ya, so please go easy and breathe some clean air for me
And if I'd only known how to warn you, I'd pull you undertow if I had to, but I'm too lazy and you're too stubborn baby
You'll be real sorry but it won't be sorry, the dirt is gonna crack and split you in two
Then you'll be halved and you'll have to find a match that fit your guts, it hurts so much but it keeps your blood in
Watch out they'll swarm ya, the bees that were born way too early, wakened by the swirling
Cover your nose up, they'll fill all your holes, they will weigh you down with honeycombs and though, it'll be your one chance to be sweet, you'll be a thankless home for ungrateful drones who will churn your bones to butter. And you're not coming home, no you've got plenty more in you don't ya, so please go easy and breathe some clean air for me
Oh California, I hate to inform ya, now waves are crashing coming toward ya
Soaking your pals and dragging them out, you're the only straggler grabbing onto the shore
But all the salt's pooled in your ears, it's all your fault I tell ya, listen will ya, can't you hear me baby And you're not coming home, no you've got plenty more in you don't ya, so please go easy and breathe some clean air for me
And if I'd only known how to warn you, I'd pull you undertow if I had to, but I'm too lazy and you're too stubborn baby
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