Home Is Where The Yard Is

From the album “Home Is Where The Yard Is” by Full Service
(All lyrics by Hoag Kepner, c. 2013 Full Service Entertainment, LLC)

 

I used to surf
I used to drive
I used to feel alive

I know I lost it
My only dream
California is over me

My favorite little pad
Even my fucked up old man
California is over

At the end of a boardwalk hangin’ out
There’s a beach boy shuffling through the crowd
Put a hand in a trash can
Throat wrecked and burned skin

Liquor bottle in a brown bag every night
Under street lamps asking for a light
He’s the mayor of a ghost town
Dumb angel, mad clown

I used to flirt
I used to fly
I used to feel so high

I know it’s over
I hear the sea
California has taken me

Ain’t got my boat, she’s gone
Ain’t got my beautiful blonde
California is over

At the end of a boardwalk hangin’ out
There’s a beach boy shuffling through the crowd
Put a hand in a trash can
Throat wrecked and burned skin

Liquor bottle in a brown bag every night
Under street lamps asking for a light
He’s the mayor of a ghost town
Dumb angel, mad clown

He’s a wanderer
Knows his way around
He’s a wanderer
Knows he’s gonna drown

(Short bridge)

I know I lost it
My only dream
California is over

At the end of a boardwalk hangin’ out
There’s a beach boy shuffling through the crowd
Put a hand in a trash can
Throat wrecked and burned skin

Liquor bottle in a brown bag every night
Under street lamps asking for a light
He’s the mayor of a ghost town
Dumb angel, mad clown

He’s a wanderer
Knows his way around
He’s a wanderer
Knows he’s gonna drown

(Solo)

At the end of a boardwalk hangin’ out
There’s a beach boy shuffling through the crowd
Put a hand in a trash can
Throat wrecked and burned skin

Liquor bottle in a brown bag every night
Under street lamps asking for a light
He’s the mayor of a ghost town
Dumb angel, mad clown

All things that live, one day must die, you know!
California is over

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