Songs That Mention California

(With Comments and Lyrics)

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California Songs
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California Songs
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California Songs
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This list is much too long to browse easily. It has been split into two pages but it's better to go the Title List or the Artist List, find the song there, then click on the "Artist" link which will take you to back here for comments and lyrics.

California is the main subject of some of these songs, but others simply mention something about the state such as a place, a street or highway, the weather, a person, or an attitude or lifestyle the state evokes for the singer. A few of them are Califonria songs by the title or the context instead of the lyrics. This is not meant to be a list of favorites, just some interesting songs. The lyrics and comments are as accurate as I can determine but there are no doubt some mistakes for which I apologize. I have censored potentially offensive words (not to protect you, but to protect this site from being censored.) YouTube links to the song are included if I could find them, but they remove songs often there so you might have to search for the song yourself if I haven't fixed a bad link. Most songs are also he artist will be put only on the first song on the list. I have made a few lists of songs grouped by places and topics which you can see at the links available on Spotify and other streaming services. If more than one song by an artist is included on the list, the brief description of tbelow. All of these lists are works in progress.

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A lot of songs have been written about California. The image of California as all palm trees, sunshine, and beaches applies only to a fraction of coastal southern California, but nevertheless it's what the world thinks of when the state is mentioned, and therefore it's common in California songs. Some songs use California as a metaphor for the American dream, others use it as a metaphor for the American nightmare. Many songs describe a journey to or a longing to return to a sun-drenched coastal paradise where everyone is eternally young and beautiful and happy - in other words a fictional place that bears little resemblance to the real California. (The Spanish named the territory after a mythical island paradise they were searching for because it was supposed to be full of gold and ruled by a queen named Califa. That place didn't exist either.) Some songs describe the disappointment found after getting to California and discovering that life there is no better than where the singer came from.

Recording a California song seems to be almost a requirement for musicians, including those from other countries, even if it's just to show that they hate California stereotypes or the Hollywood entertainment industry that dominates their field. Some musicians have even written songs about California songs and the bands Local H and My Chemical Romance have written songs complaining that we don't need any more California songs. There's room for everything on this list, but some songs that may have a personal or cultural connection to the state for you may not be included here because they don't specifically mention something about the state in the lyrics or in the title.

I'll add new songs to the list as I discover them. I've received lots of great recommendations from site visitors so let me know if there are any good songs missing.


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Group Lists of California Songs
Places
Beverly Hills
The Central Coast
Hollywood
The Hollywood Sign
Los Angeles
San Francisco
The Bay Area
Topics
Earthquakes
Wildfires
Going to California
Leaving California
California Critics
California Dreaming
California Girls
Driving in California
The Santa Ana Winds
California Songs
California Sunshine
Non-English Lyrics
Genres
Blues
Country
Electronic Dance Music
Hip-Hop / Rap
R&B
This List is Alphabetized by the Artist (Band Name or Artist Last Name)

Numbers are on top.
Ignore any article at the beginning such as "The" or "A" except for non-English languages.
Artists name + band name combos are filed under the artist's last name.
Names starting with "N" through "Z" are found on Page 2.


Artist
Title (click the link to listen to the song)
Description and Lyrics
 
2 Chainz (featuring Ty Dolla $ign, Trey Songz & Jhene Aiko)
It's a Vibe This is from 2 Chainz' 2017 album "Pretty Girls Like Trap Music" and features three rappers - Ty Dolla $ign, Trey Songz, Jhene Aiko, along with Georgia Rapper 2 Chainz, who says his ego is as enormous as his crib in California, which, according to Lyrics Genius, is a 3,400 square foot home in the Hollywood Hills that cost 2.45 million dollars in 2016. My ego is as enormous as my studio apartment.


[Trey Songz]
"That's a vibe (that's a vibe)
She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
That's a vibe (that's a vibe)
Yeah, uh (that's a vibe)
That's a vibe (that's a vibe)
It's a vibe (it's a vibe)
That's a vibe, yeah (that's a vibe)
Yeah, yeah (that's a vibe)
Oh that's a vibe (that's a vibe)
Oh it's a vibe (it's a vibe)
That's a vibe (that's a vibe, that's a vibe, yeah, yeah)
That's a vibe (that's a vibe)
She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
That's a vibe, yeah (that's a vibe)
Yeah, yeah
... ... ... ...
[2 Chainz]
Okay, so I got the ambiance just where I want it (yeah)
And if you get paid, it's solely based on your performance (tru)
My ego is enormous like my crib in California (hmm)
If you ain't got no heart, man you gonna need a donor
Now I said I'm from the corner of the ATL (yah)
Where we got that clientele, avoid paper trails (right)
Broke so many bales down that I'm shell shocked (bow)
A hell Glock, sold rocks by the mailbox (ooh)
Still got a vibe, make a young chick turn her neck (alright)
Got a vibe, make a cougar wanna spend a check (check)
Got a vibe, make a Asian want hibachi (hibachi)
Got a vibe, make Italian want Versace (Versace)
Carbon copies get declined, I'm the pioneer...."
2 Live Crew (featuring KC & Freak Nasty)
2 Live Party 2 Live Crew is a hip hop group from Miami, active since 1984. KC is Henry Wayne Casey, the founder of KC & The Sunshine Band, a disco funk band from Florida active since 1973. This party rap is from the album "The Real One" released in 1998.


"Do ya wanna have a party?
2 live is throwin' another party!
Buttnaked ass shakin' party
Ten thousand motherf***ers at the party
We're gonna see ya at the party
Another motherf***in' 2 live party

Deep down south, we love to party
Dance floors packed, hoes shakin' they bodies
'70s music still rulin' the disco
From South Beach to San Francisco
A late night fever, a sex crazed land
Wild-ass hoes to the one night stand
Swettin' the freaks with the tightest skirts
Talk about they ride, a 60s 'Vert
Listenin' to oldies bumpin' the sounds
Forget that s**t, buy the underground
Underground station that ain't legit
Playin' them cuss-words, dropping that s**t
Party from the club, to the streets
Hangin' on cars, solicitin' freaks
It ain't over, it's time to play
Don't stress ya'll, let's par-tyyy!

I put my hand up on your hip
When I dip, you dip, we dip
So c'mon baby, just Pop That P'
And watch Freak Nasty Throw that D, yeah
Ain't nuthin' like a 2 live party
When them hoes freak everybody
Them other girls just bore me
But the 2 Live girls make Me So Horny
I had a hoe doin' S & M
Marquis had a hoe doin' her and him
Chinaman had 'em gettin' down low
And m' boy King T was bringin' three mo'
Come one come all if you can hang
But you gotta Move Somethin' and Do the Damn Thang
Clay D got the bottle and I got the blunt
2 Live, Freak Nasty, what's up!...."
2Pac (see Shakur, Tupac)    
24KGoldn
City of Angels 24kGoldn is a rapper, singer, and composer from San Francisco, who, In 2020, at the age of 19, was attending the University of Southern California, so maybe the name of the 2019 album this song comes from "Dropped Outta College" is premature. Once again, the title of the song refers to the literal translation of the Spanish language name for the city of Los Angeles, the city where the song's protagonist is addicted to designer clothes. The song is an interesting mix of hip-hop and alternative, and it's even getting airplay on alternative stations that wouldn't dare play straight up hip-hop.


"I sold my soul to the devil for designer
They said, "Go to hell," but I told 'em I don't wanna
If you know me well, then you know that I ain't goin'
'Cause I don't wanna, I don't wanna
I don't wanna die young
The City of Angels where I have my fun
Don't wanna die young
When I'm gone, remember all I've done, 'un

We've had our fun, 'un
But now I'm done, 'un
'Cause you crazy (Yeah), I can't take it (No)
Just wanted to see you naked
Heard time like money, can't waste it
What's the price of fame? 'Cause I can taste it
So I'm chasin' (Yeah), and I'm facin'
A little Hennessy, it might be good for me

I sold my soul to the devil for designer
They said, "Go to hell," but I told 'em I don't wanna
If you know me well, then you know that I ain't goin'
'Cause I don't wanna, I don't wanna
I don't wanna die young
The City of Angels where I have my fun
Don't wanna die young
When I'm gone, remember all I've done, 'un"
The 69 Eyes
California The 69 Eyes are a rock band formed in 1989 in Finland, where the Prime Minister likes to party. This song, released in 2022, is about the seedy side of L.A., including a reference to the Night Stalker serial killer.


"Sweet taste of your Hollywood coke
And a sweet taste of your lips
What's a matter with you baby
Can't you get your kicks

Another suicide in an L.A. style
Another dead star home
Don't you know when the heat is on
Baby you're on your own

California
I really need ya
I really need ya
California
I really need ya
I really need ya

It's freedom that they're lookin' for
And it's freedom that they sell
What you want pretty Sunset babe
You know I can tell

Someone's got it in an overnight
Someone's got an OD
Don't you know when they think you're done
Baby nothing's for free

California
I really need ya
I really need ya
California
I really need ya
I really need ya
California
I really need ya
Baby I need ya
California
I really need ya
I really need ya

Night Stalker in a traffic jam
When the heat is on
Palm trees of Venice
Don't you change that song

California
I really need ya
I really need ya
California
I really need ya
I really need ya...."
The 6ths (featuting Barbara Manning)
San Diego Zoo The 6ths is a band formed by Stephin Merritt, the main singer-songwriter for The Magnetic Fields and other bands, who comes from New York. For the 6ths, he writes the songs but he brings in other singers to do the vocals. This one is sung by Barbara Manning, a singer-songwriter from San Diego. It's from the first 6ths album "Wasps' Nests" released in 1995. How can you not like a song with driving directions?


"Met you on a traffic island
We were there all day
In the middle of the world's highway
Summer left its light green lipstick on our faces
Took us to all the pretty places

Highway 405 will take you from the Boom Boom Room
to interstate 5 which goes right to the San Diego Zoo
San Diego Zoo, San Diego Zoo
San Diego Zoo, San Diego Zoo
How could I have ever left you?"
10,000 Maniacs
City of Angels 10,000 Maniacs is an alternative rock band founded in New York in 1981, with most of their success between 1987 and 1993 when Natalie Merchant was the lead singer and main songwriter. This song is from their 1987 album "In My Tribe." The title of the song refers to the literal translation of the Spanish language name for the city of Los Angeles.


"Heaven, is this Heaven
Heaven, is this Heaven
Heaven, is Heaven where we are?
See them walking, if you dare oh, if you call that walking.
Stumble, stagger, fall and drag themselves along the streets of Heaven.

Where is the blessed table to feed all who hunger on Earth,
Welcomed and seated each one is joyfully served?
See them walking, if you dare oh, if you call that walking.
Stumble, stagger, fall and drag themselves along the streets of Heaven.

Where is the halo that should glow 'round your face,
And where are the wings that should grow from your shoulder blades?
Show them to me.
Sobering sights I've seen in the City of Angels
Have all been one rude awakening that was due to me in Heaven.

Sobering sights I've seen in the City of Angels
Have all been one rude awakening that was due to me in Heaven.

There would have been heavenly music I was convinced before.
A host of the dearly to meet me with Hosannas sung at the door,
But these sobering sights I've seen in the City of Angels
Have all been one rude awakening that was due to me
In this city of fallen angels."
A
Chris Aable
California State Anthem Chris Aable is a singer-songwriter and actor who, according to his IMDB biography, has lived in the "four corners" of the United States. This song was released in 2019, but don't be confused - it's not the official California state anthem.

Aable also made a dance version of the song - California State Dance Anthem with the same lyrics.


"California, California
A million things to see and do
A million places to go to
A million miles I've traveled through
Or the millions of smiles I see in you

California, California
To me you'll always be
Home sweet home to me
California, California

Where the clouds are brighter white
Where the skies are filled with brighter stars at night
Where the sun sets in golden hues
The prettiest views I ever knew
The prettiest place I've ever seen
Fall, winter, summer, and spring
Ever growing and evergreen
Bringing out the best in everything

California, California
To me you'll always be
Home sweet home to me
California, California

I give praise for California, California
I give praise for California, California"
Above The Law (featuring Kokane)
Kalifornia Above the Law was a hip hop group from Pomona active from 1989-2021. This classic G-funk from their third album "Uncle Sam's Curse," released in 1994, name checks classic California songs and shows lots of love for all of Southern California - as long as you don't visit the Valley.


"[Cold 187um]
"Yeah. Wanna give a shout out to all my ni***s out there in the West Coast. On the West Coast, yeah. Yeah, uhh. Yo, I got to give a shout out to Pomona. Got to give it out to South Central, Watts, Compton, Long Beach. But for now, KM.G, won't you spit, spit, spit for 'em."

[KM.G]
Motherf***ers don't get mad, cause Cali's kind of fly
We be the gangsta town, the n***s that like to stay high
The land of big diamonds, y'all
Palm trees, lowriders and movie stars, hey
Where fools be mobbin' we the real original
Where jackin' is an art, punk n***s get their caps peeled
And the hoes ain't scared to show they body
They wear the fly s**t and freaks the set party
Give it up and the hoes wearin' baggy s**t
They're showin' the world why n***s out here pussywhipped
They got n***s goin' to pens, got n***s stealin' ends
For friends, for foes, for shows and mo' hoes
'Cause it costs a grip to live on the West Coast
Cause we be flossin', we leave the world a comatose
It's all about the paper here, so here, my dear
Roll me up a little chronic, 'cause L.A. got the bionic

[Hook]
Cause you got to have heart, to live in Cali, y'all
You got to have the fly s**t, to live in Cali, y'all
It'll cost you a grip, to live in Cali, y'all
See, the hoes be legit, when you live in Cali, y'all

[Kokane]
They say it never rains in Southern California
That's what they tell me
G's with the big bank, gold wire players
Livin' it up just to be a ho layer
All West Coast Cali funk, we got them runnin' in flocks
Now, Freddie's dead but his partner superchicken got shipped to the dope spot
Ugh, and like KM.G, they said them hoes be trippin'
'Cause b***es be settin' a n**a up, when you're all flossin'
Still tossin, yeah, I'm bound to break bread
Wake up in the mornin, found a mother****in' bullet in my head
But it's alright, if your game's hooked up tight
And in the summer time riders on corners
I wish you all could be California...
You save up all winter from slingin' dope to get a fly ride
But still funkin' on them switches for the b****es
This is how the West ball
They call me Mr. Flossy, dollar dollar bill y'all, ugh

[Hook]
Cause you got to have heart, to live in Cali, y'all
You got to have the fly s**t, to live in Cali, y'all
It'll cost you a grip, to live in Cali, y'all
See, the hoes be legit, when you live in Cali, y'all

[Cold 187um:]
"Yeah, and that's the West Coast anthem, Cali style, boy."
[KM.G]
"Straight up, straight up. Yo, yo, homeboy, they don't know, we be like flossin', man."
[Cold 187um:]
"Yo man, let me set it off for them, let me set it off for them, uh."

[Cold 187um]
It's the first of the month and I just came up
I'm headed to the shop to put some rims on my truck
Yeah, and you know I'm like cold on them hoes
'Cause I'm rollin' in a black-on-black 4-54
It's time for me to check my connect
So I could be on deck before them fiends get their county checks
I left about 11:15
I spotted this fly fly cutie in some Karl Kani jeans
And you know, I'm on them gold ones
So, here she come, here she come
Here she mother****in' kitty come
Ah s**t, it's Sabrina from Covina
I hope she don't remember that I tossed her cousin Tina
Uh, she probably don't care anyway
'Cause b****es up in Cali got game for days
She needed a ride to the mall, I said stall, I got s**t to do
I ain't got no time to be f***in' with you
Ugh, and plus, do I look like a cab?'
Turn the Alpine up, then I stab
It was hot like a motherf***er, headed to the store
Saw a couple little homies kickin' it at the front door
They said: 'Yo, hook us up, man'
Bought them a 40, for me I got a tall can
I said peace, don't be trippin', little comrades
But I should be worried 'bout my own ass

[KM.G]
Yeah, 'cause we're on hit to bring you the fly s**t
To make you feel pressure, cause Cali can test ya
Comrades still hangin', my n***s still bangin'
And there's a whole lot of n***s still movin' yaya

[Cold 187um]
Because it's highly compatible to come up
You got to have heart and you got to have a lot of luck
So if I hear you sayin' Cali' ain't s**t
Yo, you probably visited the Valley, little b***h"
Miss Abrams and the Strawberry Point Third Grade Class
Mill Valley This soft pop song was written by Rita Abrams and recorded by the class she was teaching in 1970. Somehow it got played on the radio and made it onto the Billboard charts, peaking at #5 on the Easy Listening chart, so then they recorded an entire album. Abrams quit teaching to pursue a successful career in writing music after that. Mill Valley is a small town 14 miles north of San Francisco in Marin County.


"I'm gonna talk about a place
That's got a hold on me,
Mill Valley
A little place where life
Feels very fine and free,
Mill Valley
Where people aren't afraid to smile
And stop and talk with you awhile,
And you can be as friendly
As you want to be.
Mill Valley!
Talkin' 'bout Mill Valley,
That's my home!
It looks as pretty in the rain
As in the sun,
Mill Valley
And there's a mountain
That belongs to ev'ry one,
Mill Valley
And there are creeks
That run on endlessly,
And trees as far as you can see
It makes you feel as if
Your life has just begun.
Mill Valley
Talkin' 'bout Mill Valley,
Talkin' 'bout Mill Valley, California,
That's my home!
I know that there may come a time
I'll have to leave Mill Valley,
And ev'ry memory
Will seem like make-believe Mill Valley
And all the good things
That are mine right now,
Will call to me and ask me how
I could have left them all behind
How could I leave Mill Valley,
Talkin' 'bout Mill Valley,
Talkin' 'bout Mill Valley, California,
That's my home!"
Ace of Base
Southern California Ace of Base is a pop group from Sweden formed in 1990 that had several huge hits in the 1990s, including the best-selling album of 1994, "The Sign." This song is from the album "The Golden Ratio" released in 2010. It's a revision of the song "Sunset in Southern California" which you can see below, with much different lyrics and a similar chorus. When I hear this song I can't help but think of the Heaven's Gate religious cult that was based in San Diego in 1997 when 39 members committed mass suicide and hope it's not the cult the singer apparently joins in San Diego.


""On the road to nowhere, every day was just the same
So I took my belongings, and hitchhiked no more to blame
To California, in the warm Summer of love
All my life I've been searching
All my life I've been searching

I came to a crossroad, where a stranger gazed and spoke
He was looking kinda peculiar
In a purple-colored cloak
He wore a token, never seen before
He said: "All my life I've been searching"
All my life I've been searching

Sunset in Southern California
And the morning seems so far so far away
Sunset in Southern California
In the distance there's the light of San Diego

I came to his temple at noon the second day
It was a lot of mumbling, in the shadows did they pray
Feeling kind of dizzy, a gong struck and people chant
All my life I've been searching
All my life I've been searching

Sunset in Southern California
And the morning seems so far so far away
Sunset in Southern California
In the distance there's the light of San Diego

Then a kind of a leader, appeared in fume and smoke
All dressed in silver
An authoritarian bloke
He turned around and talked to me
With a demagogic voice
All my life I've been searching
All my life I've been searching

Sunset in Southern California
And the morning seems so far so far away
Sunset in Southern California
In the distance there's the light of San Diego
In the distance there's the light of San Diego
In the distance there's the light of San Diego
In the distance there's the light of San Diego""
Ace of Base
Sunset in Southern California This is from the album "Hidden Gems" released in 2015, a compilation of unreleased songs and b-sides recorded between 1991 and 2005. It was revised with much different lyrics and made into the song "Sunset in Southern California" which you can see above, though it's mostly the chorus that's similar.


"All the couples on the beach are tellin' me
Oooh, take me home
I will stand here star-gazing so I might
See a glimpse of someone like you

Sunset in Southern California, a-aah
Where the light is low, it's reaching for the night
Sunset in Southern California
In the distance there's the light of San Diego

Where the morning seems so far, so far away
Oh Lord, take me home
And the sea so purple tells me about you
My love, as you are in a

Sunset in Southern California, a-aah
Where the light is low, it's reaching for the night
Sunset in Southern California
In the distance there's the light of San Diego

The roaring of the sea
Will tell you about me
I'm not so far away, I'm so much like you
My story is come to an end
I liked you as a friend
But now it's so much more
Oh how I love you

Sunset in Southern California, a-aah
Where the light is low, it's reaching for the night
Sunset in Southern California
In the distance there's the light of San Diego

Sunset in Southern California, a-aah
Where the light is low, it's reaching for the night
Sunset in Southern California
In the distance there's the light of San Diego
In the distance there's the light of San Diego
And the light is telling me how much I miss you"
The Acousticats
California Republic The Acousticats were a bluegrass group active in the early 1990s who formed in Santa Barbara. This is from their 1992 debut album “Down at Evangelina’s.”


"Roll on California
The Republic is ridin' high
You're my final destination
I will be here when I die

From the streets of San Diego
On up the Mission Trail
Follow ancient footsteps
Where ...... avail

From Shasta to goldfields
Tahoe
to Death Valley

Where the hills of California
Are always home to me"
Ryan Adams
Goodnight, Hollywood Blvd. Ryan Adams is a rock/alt-country musical artist originally from North Carolina, active since 1990. This is a slow sad piano song with strings from his second album "Gold" released in 2001. "La Cienega Just Smiled" also from "Gold" might also be a California song if it's about the boulevard in Los Angeles, but since there are other places with the same name (it means "the swamp") I can't be certain.


"It's happening baby
They're putting up the chairs
Taking the money
And all we can do is pray
Pray for tomorrow

So close your eyes
So close your mouth
And do this all in time to the music
That screams like a child in the back of your mind
In a clown's saloon

So goodnight Hollywood Blvd, goodnight,
See ya soon
Goodnight Hollywood Blvd, see you sometime
Yeah, right "
Admiral Radley
I Heart California A 2010 song from a California Indie rock band made up of members of two influential California Indie rock bands, Earlimart, from LA, and Grandaddy, from Modesto. Long walks on the 5? What, did his car break down?


"I am California... yeah?
Ice tea in my hair
Drugs fall out of diaper bags
As midwesterners stare
I am California
Long walks on the 5
Truck stops and the symphony
And I'll be here when I die

I heart California... I love California
I heart California
I heart California... I love California
I heart California"
Adele
Hello Adele (Adkins) is a singer-songwriter from England, and one of the worlds' best-selling music artists. She does a little bit of California Dreaming In this song that went to #1 in most of the world and won the Grammy Award for Song of the Year, from her album "25" released in 2015.


"Hello, it's me
I was wondering if after all these years you'd like to meet
To go over everything
They say that time's supposed to heal ya
But I ain't done much healing

Hello, can you hear me?
I'm in California dreaming about who we used to be
When we were younger and free
I've forgotten how it felt before the world fell at our feet

There's such a difference between us
And a million miles

Hello from the other side
I must've called a thousand times
To tell you I'm sorry
For everything that I've done
But when I call you never
Seem to be home

Hello from the outside
At least I can say that I've tried
To tell you I'm sorry
For breaking your heart
But it don't matter, it clearly
Doesn't tear you apart anymore...."
The Adolescents
L.A. Girl The Adolescents are a punk band from Fullerton formed in 1980. This song is from their first studio album "Adolescents" released in 1981. The song was also featured in the 1995 movie "Empire Records."


"We don't care, you say we're too young
Waste our time tanning in the sun
We don't care what you know or think
Spoiled rich brat you ain't so neat

L.A. girl, L.A. world
Don't tell us how to act, don't tell us what to wear
L.A. girl, L.A. world
You didn't create our scene

We don't care
We can't see why
We don't live our lives
To keep you satisfied

Stuck in your world of dreams again
My life starts where your life ends
You've burned out your battery has died
If it wasn't for O.C. your scene wouldn't be alive

L.A. girl, L.A. world
Don't tell us how to act, don't tell us what to wear
L.A. girl, L.A. world
You didn't create our scene...."
The After Party
California The After Party is a group from Kansas City. This is a pop song that was released in 2011.


"Its too late for me,
I'm tired and I'll catch up on sleep,
Sometimes next week,
My friend.

If there's love I'm going to chase it,
Even if it takes me 50 states I'll,
Never let a love like this
Go again.

Oh California,
I've been MIA, but I'm on my way
Back home

Sweet sweet Virginia,
If it starts to rain, I'll still be on my way,
My way

You want me to be,
Strong without you,
But sometimes you seem,
So far.

I believe in love and chase it,
Even if it takes some time lets face it,
I'll never let a love like this,
Go again.

Oh California,
I've been MIA, but I'm on my way
Back home

Sweet sweet Virginia,
If it starts to rain, I'll still be on my way,
My way
I'll still be on my way

All the things that we've been though,
The distance between me and you,
Can't keep me from loving you

When times get hard know in the end,
That you'll still be my everything,
I'm so in love with you

Oh California,
I've been MIA, but I'm on my way
Back home.... "
Afroman
Palmdale Afroman is the stage name of Joseph Foreman, a rapper from L.A. This song is from his second studio album "Sell Your Dope" released in 2000.


"Just like bums, we used to stay in the slums of L.A. by the way
Gang-bangers killin' each other for rep, sellin' rock cocaine on my doorstep
Had a ball to bounce plus a bike to ride, but my mama never would let me play outside.
But when I got enrolled in elementary school, started bangin' like a f**kin' fool.
So cool, throwin' up gang signs to the gangster beat,
shot an enemy from across the street
Mama came home, said she got a good job.
Daddy did too. Now they don't squab.
Financially, we improvin'.
2 months later, son, we movin'.
No more duckin' from shotgun shells.
Bought a two-story house in East Palmdale.
(give it to me now.)

Palmdale, come back to me.
I need you and I love you, baby.
Palmdale, come back to me.
(Check it out, check it out, check it out.)

No more rats and no more roaches, livin' next door to football coaches.
Now I got a new place to sell me crack. Now I got little white kids to jack.
I stopped wearin' blue, wasn't trippin' on red. Too busy squabbin' with the skinheads.
Stupid questions, distract the class. Rubbin' little white girls on the a**.
I didn't really care if I passed or failed, I knew I was headed for the NFL,
Until the playoff game, shoulder got hurt. I thought about my future, layin' in the dirt.
I can't jump, I can't flinch. Superstar player, ridin' the bench.
Graduate from school? Don't make me laugh. I got an F+ in basic math.
(give it to me now.)

Palmdale, (Hell, yeah.) come back to me.
I gotta do one song for my neighborhood. Bucccoooc!
Palmdale, come back to me.
(check it out.)

I knew I couldn't make it in the white man's world, so I bought me some khakis and a jheri curl.
I knew I couldn't make it to the NFL, so I went to East Palmdale and started slingin' yayo.
For sure! I was makin' crazy dough. Should've dropped outta school a long time ago.
Bought a cell phone, like a nut. Now I deliver like Pizza Hut.
I drunk whisky and Bacardi. I sold dope to anybody.
Me and my homies sold dubs and dimes, took turns bustin' rhymes just to pass the time.
A white man drove up to my spot. He said, Hey, homeboy, what you got?
I put a fat rock inside his hand. About 25 sheriffs jumped out the van.
(Get down, punk.)

Palmdale, (Hell, yeah) come back to me.
I need you and I love you, baby.
Palmdale, come back to me.
(check it out, check it out, check it out.)

Can't get drunk. Can't get blunted. L.A. County, 95 hundred.
Crips wanna take my All-stars. Bloods wanna eat my Snicker bars.
Them peckerwoods don't want none, but the Mexican's straight own one.
Them Ese's, Catorces, Treces, always tryin' to test me
So I jumped off the bed, cause I ain't no punk. Jammed his head up against the bunk.
Socked that Cholo in his chin. Black motherf***ers scared to jump in.
Sheriff broke it up when we hit the floor. I kept talkin' s**t cause I want some more.
Back in town, we get along with the brown. Now I'm in jail, they tryin' to beat me down.
Jail is Hell, but I'll adapt. Won't hesitate to get in a scrap.
'Cause I'm down for mine, and that's for certain, sittin' in the hole with my knuckles hurtin'.
(Palmdale)

Palmdale, (Hell, yeah.) come back to me.
I need you and I love you, baby.
Palmdale, come back to me.
(check it out, homeboy.)

Now I got a f**ked up life. Two bad kids and a naggin' wife.
Dead end job at the airport. Check too short to pay the house note.
Turn on the TV, then I see different homeboys that went to school with me
Playin' in the NFL. We used to kick back in East Palmdale.
Rodney Williams. Lorenz Tate. Zeno plays for Colorado State.
I wish my homeboys much success, but at the same time, I still get depressed.
Walkin' through the wind with a cup full of gin thinkin' 'bout things that could've, would've, should've been.
I wipe my tears, sip my beers, wish good luck to my peers.
(Palmdale.)

Palmdale, come back to me.
I need you and I love you, baby.
Palmdale, come back to me.
Cause that's where my heartache began, heartache began....."
The Airborne Toxic Event
California The Airborne Toxic Event is a rock band from Los Angeles formed in 2006. This song is from the album "Dope Machines" released in 2015.


"Someday they’re going to write about us, living here in the shadow of this gathering dust,
As the waves build up and drown the light, while we’re hanging from buildings on a Saturday night.

And the words she said… I could barely hear over the blare of the speakers and the smell of beer,
As she got up to speak, she lifted her dress. I remember her face but I forget the rest.

Here in California, I was
Just a name and a number, a face on a tumblr.
Here in California, we’re all stuck in the same scene,
All nightmares and daydreams
In California.

She said, “I got money, but I got no friends,” as we drove through the valley in her daddy’s Benz.
She said, “These pills wear off, but the pain don’t end. I never thought it would matter so much to pretend.”

And the thing about her that haunts me still: as her hands fell down to the steering wheel,
And a shock of light fell across her face, she said there’s only two ways out of this place.

Here in California, I was
Just a name and a number, a face on a tumblr.
Here in California, we’re all stuck in the same scene,
All nightmares and daydreams
In California.

And oh, I hope it’s clear: there’s no room for us anymore in the atmosphere,
But darling I always liked the desperation in your eyes,
The way you’d dance in the glow of the Hollywood Freeway lights.

Someday they’re gonna forget about us and we’ll wonder if we were ever good enough.
It hit me last night, in this song I heard, I remember the feeling but forget all the words.

Here in California, I was
Just a name and a number, a face on a tumblr.
Here in California, we’re all stuck in the same scene,
All nightmares and daydreams
In California."
The Airborne Toxic Event
Hollywood Park This song is from the band's album "Hollywood Park" released in 2020. The singer must have really liked going to the track to sing so passionately about it, or maybe he was just a gambling addict.

Hollywood Park was a horse racetrack in Inglewood, California that was demolished beginning in 2014 to make room for a planned neighborhood also named Hollywood Park that includes an NFL football stadium, a concert hall, a casino, office buildings, housing and more, all of which made me realize that a racetrack takes up a lot of real estate.


"A73-581 was the number, they burned it in my brain
I could feel it in my veins
We could run, we could run, we could run
We were running away

And the fourteen dollars I made on the bus ride from Chino
I laid it on the third
He was due and I was due
For a change, for a change, I'm tired of living a lie

And they were writing their names up in the sky
And we would watch them as they brought the horses by
And I felt like I was ready to die
When the bell went off and the races would start at Hollywood Park

For fifteen years I had lived in a room with my heart on my sleeve
And my throat dry from heaving the words
You can change, you can change
If you're ready to try

And we would laugh as the horses thundered by
And I would tip my brand new hat up to the sky
And nothing could come between you and I
As the horses ran wild through the dark at Hollywood Park

And when they tore it down, there was a wrecking sound
And it rattled through my bones
And then a cry went out through the streets that night
'Cause we knew we'd lost our home

And there's only the wreckage and this dirt still on my hands
And the roar of the ghosts as they stood up in the stands

Where do we go?
Who are all of these voices I've never heard?
And what becomes of us now?
Buried in concrete and broken earth

As I stare out from the highway at these miles and miles of graves
Under convenience stores and corner malls, all the countless roads they paved

Yeah I wonder if it's lucky, or if you just forget the cost
Or the price of the admission for all endless bets you lost

In fifty years I will dream of this moment from a bed
Tired from lifting, my legs tired from drifting around
Through the dust, through the dust
In all the time that I would spend

But I never claimed I knew how this would end
Or the order of the horses at the bend
All I knew is I would be back again
And we'd stand here as the world fell apart
At Hollywood Park"
The Aislers Set
California The Aislers Set is an indie pop band formed in San Francisco in 1997. This is from their debut album "Terrible Things Happen," released in 1998.


"I've had a bit too much tonight
But I think I'll ride my bike alright
I rode to where the lights collide
And I fell asleep where peaks divide
I dream I'm happy. And I think I'm happy
I read it in a magazine. They said it's all for free
Stop your daydreaming about such silly little things
Is California mine?
I guess I get around alright
And I have a bit of fun at night and I think I'm happy
And I dream I'm happy. I read it a magazine
They said it's all for free. Stop your daydreaming
Is California mine?"
AJR
Way Less Sad AJR is an indie pop trio of brothers from New York City, named after the first initials of their names. This song is from their fourth studio album "OK Orchestra" released in 2021. I like it because it acknowledges that constant sunshine can be depressing, too. That's why I moved north.


"I should move
Cause New York is getting muddy out
There's L.A.
But it's always kinda sunny out
And I don't wanna hurt no more
So I set my bar real low

I'm A-okay
I'm A-okay
You say it but you just don't mean it
You're so insane
You're so insane
Shut up and just enjoy this feeling

Don't you love it
Don't you love it
No I ain't happy yet
But I'm way less sad

Don't you love it
Don't you love it
No I ain't happy yet
But I'm way less sad

I wake up
And I'm not so mad at twitter now
Living sucks
But it's sucking just a little now
And I don't wanna cry no more
So I set my bar real low

I'm A-okay
I'm A-okay
You say it but you just don't mean it
You're so insane
You're so insane
Shut up and just enjoy this feeling...."
Akwid & Sporty Loco
California
Akwid is a Mexican-American hip-hop group that combines rap with regional Mexican music, formed in Los Angeles in 1994. Sporty Loco is a rapper from Los Angeles. This song is from their album "Clasificado R" released in 2010. I don't recall hearing a tuba and horns in other rap songs but they sound great in this one.



"California bienvenidos a California
California bienvenidos a California

Bienvenidos al estado donde vivo
Tierra de mi gente
Casa pa' los mas pesados es evidente
La capital de jugadores
Y las hainas mas buenas
Con que nunca te enamores
Aqui es puro pi**he party
De los clubs a las calles
You can ask anybody
Y al equipo no le falles
Aqui todos los compas le van a Lakers
Y los Dodgers para algo
Todos luchan pregúntenle a los homies
Que desde el bote me escuchan
Y te hablo con la verdad
Sabes todos tus sueños si le hechas ganas
Se hacen realidad
Saludos a los que los que pasen
Ya saben que las fachas
Y las bodas aqui nacen
California todo el día
Akwid representando desde
San Diego a la bahía

California bienvenidos a California
California bienvenidos a California

Bienvenidos a California
Tierra del mojado hechicero
Natal de México que no conoce el miedo
Los crimenes me tienen preso en mi castillo
La vida de glamor y lujo viene conmigo
Tengo la reputación de mil amores
Mujeres varios sabores varios dolores
Tuve la desilucion y caí en la pinta
Golpes de la vida, golpes sin medida
En este mundo creo que todo se vale
Las calles de Los Angeles me hicieron buen jale
Hago mis chi**aderas y ahora nunca me rajo
Como un gallito fino nunca se queda abajo
Este es tu homenaje con todo respeto
Mujeres cerveza y mota son tu reflejo
Continuamos con este crimen con el proximo
Asalto en el coro pa' que se animen

California bienvenidos a California
California bienvenidos a California

Por el trafico humo verde
Nadie puede verme
Directamente desde la ciudad que nunca duerme
Meten el dinero y el dinero en mi mente
Balazos explotan en paredes, y nunca la gente
Declaran toque de queda en L.A.
Porque si gana el equipo madreamos la ciudad
Hablando un realidad
Vida mas loca que los tres puntos que quieres
Carros tunning, buena música, palmas y mujeres
Pues todo ruido pero cada quien tiene su sueño
Le sigo dando como un carro que no tiene frenos
Carros robados, un helicoptero
En California es donde todos quieren ser
famosos
Que chi** dos esperas disparan pa' la luna y aunque no llega como se te quedas en las
estrellas
Desde California y Mexico Akwid, Sporty loco no es nada, más que puros exitos

California bienvenidos a California
California bienvenidos a California"
"California welcome to California
California welcome to California

Welcome to the state where I live
Land of my people
House for the heaviest is evident
The capital of players
And the best hainas
With that you never fall in love
Here is pure pi ** he party
From the clubs to the streets
You can ask anybody
And don't let the team down
Here all the compas go to Lakers
And the Dodgers for something
Everybody fights ask the homies
That from the boat they listen to me
And I speak to you with the truth
You know all your dreams if you feel like it
They come true
Greetings to those who pass by
They already know that the faces
And weddings are born here
California all day
Akwid representing from
San Diego to The Bay

California welcome to California
California welcome to California

Welcome to California
Land of the Wet Sorcerer
Natal from Mexico that knows no fear
Crimes have me prisoner in my castle
The life of glamor and luxury comes with me
I have the reputation of a thousand loves
Women various flavors various pains
I was disappointed and fell into the pint
Blows of life, blows without measure
In this world I believe that anything goes
The streets of Los Angeles gave me a good ride
I do my s**t and now I never quit
Like a fine cockerel never stays down
This is your tribute with all due respect
Beer and weed women are your reflection
We continue with this crime with the next one
Assault in the choir to cheer them up

California welcome to California
California welcome to California

By traffic green smoke
No one can see me
Straight from the city that never sleeps
They put money and money in my mind
Bullets explode in walls, and never the people
They declare a curfew in L.A.
Because if the team wins, we'll kill the city
Speaking a reality
Life crazier than the three points you want
Tuning cars, good music, palmas and women
Well, all noise but everyone has their dream
I keep giving it like a car that has no brakes
Stolen cars, a helicopter
In California is where everyone wants to be famous
What the hell two waits shoot for the moon and although it does not arrive how do you stay in the
stars
From California and Mexico Akwid, Sporty loco is nothing, more than pure successes

California welcome to California
California welcome to California"

Sophia Alexa
Going to California Sophia Alexa is a singer-songwriter who was born in California, raised in Amsterdam, and then based in London. This song is from her album "Before I Go" released in 2022. She wrote this on the YouTube page for this song: "I wrote ‘Going To California’ when I was feeling a bit trapped in London, so I started to romanticize escaping to a different place. I was originally born in California and I’ve always wondered what my life would look like if I grew up there. I’ve kept it as a place in my mind I could escape to, which is what I wanted to say in this song."


"Sometimes I wonder if I grew up in the sunshine state
Would I be happier or would I feel the same
And I like to fantasize driving past the hills at night
In the open air where the coastline knows my name

And I made my bed so I know I should stay here
I don't recognize who I've become here

Oh, I'm going to California to fix myself
Looking at the past and the way it felt
I hope someday I find out what I want
Oh, I'm going to California if that's alright
Sorry for the mess that I left behind
I hope someday I find out what I want

Oh, I blame the city but it wasn't mine to blame
I'd go a million miles, but I'd still be the same

And I made my bed so I know I should stay here
I don't recognize who I've become here

Oh, I'm going to California to fix myself
Looking at the past and the way it felt
I hope someday I find out what I want
Oh, I'm going to California if that's alright
Sorry for the mess that I left behind
I hope someday I find out what I want

Oh, I'm going to California to fix myself
Looking at the past and the way it felt
I hope someday I find out what I want"
Gary Allan
She's So California Gary Allan is a country music artist from La Mirada, California, active since 1996. This is from his album "Living Hard" released in 2007.


"She's a warm summer breeze with bleach blonde hair
Like a fine red wine she can take you there
She's a walk in the sand at sunset
She's the top pulled down on the 405
She'll take you higher than Humboldt sky
She's an earthquake
And you're the fault line
So, when you feel the ground start movin' around
Hold on tight you're in for a ride

'Cause she's so California
She's a wild fire out of control headed for ya
So, when you get burned, don't say I didn't warn ya
'Cause she's so California."
Lilly Allen
Trigger Bang Lily Allen is a singer, songwriter, author and actress from the UK. Giggs is a London rapper. This is an apparently autobiographical pop song from her 2018 album "No Shame." I like Allen's music and her attitude and the fact that she doesn't try to sing with an American accent as most Brits do, so I'm happy to have a song of hers to put on this list, even if it only briefly mentions L.A. and the Chateau-Marmont (Hollywood's version of the Chelsea Hotel.)


"... When I was young I was blameless
Playing with rude boys and trainers
I had a foot in the rave 'cause I was attracted to danger
I never got home for Neighbours, hey
When I grew up, nothing changed much
Anything went, I was famous
I would wake up next to strangers
Everyone knows what cocaine does
Numbing the pain when the shame comes, hey

And it fuels my addictions
Hanging out in this whirlwind
If you cool my ambitions
I'm gonna cut you out

That's why I can't hang with the cool gang
Everyone's a trigger bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Goodbye bad bones, I've got bigger plans
Don't wanna put myself in your hands
That's why I can't hang with the cool gang
Everyone's a trigger bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Goodbye bad bones, I've got bigger plans
Don't wanna put myself in your hands

Back in the day like at Yo-Yo
Then in L.A. at the Chateau
Someone would say did you bang, no
I shake my head, I say no-no
Maybe we did, I don't think so, hey
I need to move on and grow some
Been in the Firehouse for too long
LDN's burning, so tan one
I'm gonna love you and leave some
I'm gonna go out while I'm still strong, hey

And it fuels my addictions
Hanging out in this whirlwind
If you cool my ambitions
I'm gonna cut you out..."
Terry Allen and the Panhandle Mystery Band
The Heart of California (for Lowell George) Terry Allen is a country singer-songwriter-artist from Lubbock, Texas, active since the early 1970s. (Lowell George was a singer-songwriter-producer from Hollywood, active 1965-1979 and best known as the singer and founder of the band Little Feat that made the great truck driving song "Willin'.") This truck driving song is from the album "Smokin the Dummy" released in 1980. "Diamond Reo" was a brand of truck.


"Runnin' hard an runnin' mean
Down the San Joaquin
Diamond Reo with the crazy rollin' wheels
There's a moon shinin' bright
Like a big eye in the night
Yeah throw'd her light down on that road to
Bakersfield

Yeah the heart of California's
Haulin' hard times again
And the highway she does not make amends
That diesel's got to howl
But the devil's on the prowl
An that white line gone
It won't come along again

Runnin' wired an runnin' fast
Runnin' out of gas
Diamond Reo knows what empty means
An Jesus Christ on the dash
Won't keep it from the crash
If every curve is just your nerves closin' in

Yeah the heart of California's
Haulin' hard times again
And the highway she does not make amends
Your name's out on the door
An your foots down on the floor
But that white line down
It won't come around again

Yeah the Reo's comin' down
Outside of town
Strung out ‘tween the asphalt and the wheel
And L.A. she waits
Like a poisonous snake
Coiled up with her diamonds in the hills

Yeah the heart of California's
Haulin' hard times again
And the highway she does not make amends
That road you're runnin' on's
Hell bent for Babylon
An that white line down
It won't come around again
An that white line down
Will not be found again"
Terry Allen
There Oughta Be a Law Against Sunny Southern California This is from Allen's first album "Juarez" released in 1975.


"[Chorus:]
Well I'm goin' back
Goin' home again
Yeah I'm goin' back
To my own again
Yeah I'm goin' back
Yeah to my home town
The one that put me out
The one that put me down

Well I wired up a car in East Fontana
I was headed for San Berdoo
Ahhh my midnight oil
It was on the boil
An' boy I was a barrelin' through
Then I took a turn
But I hit the curb
An' spun off the center lane
When I heard the crash
Well I stomped on the gas
An' I was barrelin' on again

I leave a few people dead
But I got open road ahead
I leave a few people dead
But I got open road ahead

An' I remember the cop
With his slicked-back hair
When he told me
To get out a here
An' I remember the judge
With his gold plated mouth
He said "go live in the north
You gonna die down South'
You gonna die down south

[Chorus]

I went flyin' through south San Berdoo
With my mind on East L.A.
Where my pachuco queen
She's cookin' re-fried beans
An she's waitin' for me today
Yeah stopped on off at the liquor store
Made every body lay down on the floor
Took all their whiskey
Took their bread
Then shot out their lights
Just before I fled

I leave a few people dead
But I got open road ahead
I leave a few people dead,
But I got open road ahead

An I remember the b**ch
Whose black tongue lied
When she told me
She's dissatisfied
An I remember her daddy
Big as a truck
He said "f**k with me boy
if you want to f**k
Yeah, f**k with me boy
if you want to f**k

[Chorus]

Yeah so there oughta be a law
Against sunny southern California
Oh there oughta be a law
Against puttin' the devil behind the wheel
Yeah 'cause as long as you people gonna sanction such an evil
Well I'm gonna turn your asphalt back into brimstone
Yeah you god damn bet I will"
Alesso
Cool Alesso is a Swedish DJ, producer, and musician. This song is from his 2015 album “Forever.” It’s a hit upbeat dance track that heavily samples the piano intro from one of the better Kylie Minogue songs “Get Outta My Way.” It throws a little shade on Hollywood in the beginning, where the stars on the Hollywood Walk of Fame are visible, but those in the sky are not. (Either because of the smog or the broken dreams. Your choice.)


“I saw stars on the pavement
California dreams
Looked up through the bright lights
No stars that I see

You said, "It’s all yours if you take it there."
I said, "I can’t do it alone, I swear."
You said, "It’s all yours,
It’s all yours when you smile."

It’s only you
Who loves me like you do
Trying to keep it cool
But I can’t keep cool about it
Acting like a fool
Wanna scream it from the roof
I’m trying to keep it cool
But I can’t keep cool about it (about it)

Before you, love, I was lost
Drifting at sea
You were the beacon I’d followed home
You were the one who rescued me….”
Dave Alvin
California Snow Dave Alvin was in the Blasters, an '80s roots rock band, and he also sings beautiful folksy acoustic-guitar-based songs like this one. In this 1998 song, Alvin takes on the persona of a Border Patrol Officer who drives at night in San Diego County.


"I'm just tryin' to make a livin'
I'm an old man at thirty-nine
With two kids and an ex-wife
Who moved up to Riverside

I'm workin' down on the border
Drivin' back roads every night
Mountains east of El Cajon
North of the Tecate line.

Where the California summer sun
Will burn right to your soul
But in the winter you can freeze to death
In the California snow"
Dave Alvin
Here In California A nice cover version of the Kate Wolf song discussed below.
Dave Alvin
King of California A poor 19th century guy from east of the Ohio river promises his love that he will return and marry her after he makes his fortune in the California gold rush. That didn't work out too well for him, but it probably woudn't have been a great song if it had. This rootsy acoustic song from 1994 beautifully conjures up the era and the spirit of "Go west young man." One of my favorites.


"Well I left my home and my one true love
East of the Ohio River
Her father said we'd never wed
For I had neither gold nor silver

But my darlin' dear please shed no tears
Oh I think that it's fair to warn ya
That I'll return to claim your hand
As the King of California

Over deserts hot and mountains cold
I traveled the Indian country
Whispering your name under lonesome skies
Remembering my only company

But my darlin' dear please have no fears
For I think it's fair to warn ya
That I'll return to claim your hand
As the King of California

I went up from Sacramento town
To the Sierra gold fields
And I worked my stake on a river bank
Dreamin' just how a rich man feels

Now my darlin' dear listen here
For I think that it's fair to warn ya
That I'll return to claim your hand
As the King of California

Now the dead man's lying at my feet
Tried to steal my earnings
And I still recall your tender kiss
Oh this bullet in my chest is burning

Oh my darlin' dear please shed no tear
'Cuz I think it's fair to warn ya
That I'll return to claim your hand
As the King of California
That I'll return to claim your hand
As the King of California"
Dave Alvin
Out in California This is from Dave Alvin's Interstate City album released in 1996.


"I'm sitting here drinkin' in the last bar on earth
Sittin' here drinkin in the last bar on earth...
Out in California she's takin' off her tight red skirt

The mountains out the window - they're a woman lyin' on a bed
The mountains here are shaped like a woman lying naked on a bed
She may be out in California, but I can't get her out of my head

Out in California...

They killed off the Indians, they shot all the grizzly bears
Out in California, they shot all the grizzly bears
She just stands by the window, combing out her long black hair

If a man keeps runnin', he'll run right into himself
It a man keeps movin', he'll run into himself
Out in California she's lyin' down with somebody else

Out in California...

Gonna buy me a Chevy, as soon as my luck turns around
Gonna buy me a shotgun, soon as my luck turns around
Gonna drive on back to that California town

I'm sitting here drinkin' in the last bar on earth
Sittin' here drinkin' in the last bar on earth...
Out in California she's takin' off her tight red skirt"
Dave Alvin and the Guilty Women
California's Burning After the death of a member of his backing band, The Guilty Men, Alvin assembled a new band composed of women called The Guilty Women, whose voices add a nice dimension to his harmonies. This song needs no explanation to those of us who have watched hillsides and homes go up in flames in the summer and fall and mudslides cover what remains the next winter...


"California's burning,
you can smell it in the air.
California's burning,
you can smell it in the air.
You may be rich or poor,
but you know that fire don't care.
… … … … ...
No rain for four years,
and the hills are dry and brown.
Yeah, no rain for four years,
and the hills are dry and brown.
Yeah, well where you gonna run to
when the whole wide world burns down?
… … … … ...
Black clouds are risin'
and they're blockin' out the sun.
Black clouds are risin'
and they're blockin' out the sun.
Some folks are sayin'
the judgement day has come.

California's burning,
no one knows when it will end.
California's burning,
no one knows when this will end.
What that fire burns down boys,
we'll just build it back again."
Amen Dunes
L. A. Singer-songwriter Samon McMahon created his musical project Amen Dunes in New York in 2006. This song is hard to squeeze into a genre - psychedelic indie electro folk - something like that. It's from his 2018 album "Freedom." (Also check out the great song Miki Dora below from the same album.)


"Throw the saint in the fire, baby
Long day
Power's something you believe in
Something you gain
At 19 I was king, so supreme
Down to Judea
Memory don't mean much to me
Still, don't go away

High up in the hills, I'm barely awake
Got my arms around some clown who's barely awake
Doesn't we look stupid now
Tears trickle down our face
At 10 I light my first cigarette and drive down to L.A.
At 10 I light my first cigarette and drive down to L.A.

Some say fake it
I don't know, man
Stomp it, take it
Cool it down, babe
I've been trying to make it, years and years and years
Watch them years go by, on fire...."
Amen Dunes
Miki Dora This 2018 song from the album "Freedom" is very much a California song, even if it mentions only one obscure location in the state - North Beach, which is in Malibu. It's about a charismatic surfer based in Malibu, California, Miki Dora. He had his own line of surf boards and appeared in several "Beach Party" movies in the 1960s as well as the 1966 classic surf movie "The Endless Summer" which praises his surfing style. But he was also a controversial figure, known as the Black Knight of Malibu. Songwriter Damon McMahon describes him this way:

"Miki Dora was arguably the most gifted and innovative surfer of his generation and the foremost opponent of surfing’s commercialization. He was also a lifelong criminal and retrograde: a true embodiment of the distorted male psyche. He was a living contradiction; both a symbol of free-living and inspiration, and of the false heroics American culture has always celebrated. With lyrics of regret and redemption at the end of one’s youth, the song is about Dora, and myself, but ultimately it is a reflection on all manifestations of mythical heroic maleness and its illusions." (Anna Gaca, Spin.com January 17, 2018.)

But enough about him. I must have listened to this song dozens of times before I bothered to find out what it was about. I'm usually pulled in by the music and the beat before I pay attention to the lyrics, and this song's hypnotic rhythm and quirky vocal style hooked me right away.


"Getting on fine
Catch the next wave
Get the move right
Darken the wave

Coasting all day
Coasting all day
The way you're going
We know what you'll say

The waves are gone
The waves are gone
The waves are gone, you said
Man, they all gone

Pride destroyed me man
'Til it took a hold of me
And I feel it when I cry
I can feel it in my dreams

Miki Dora
Taking your time
Waves are gone
Waves are gone

1963
We were up on North Beach
And you're copping all my tricks, man
But you don't do it like me

Sitting on the pier
Sipping on my beer
I come upon a vision
When Mary comes to me
Silver golden waves
And chills that keep me clear
You all recall my name
But don't mean a thing to me

Miki so fine
Catch the next wave
Miki Dora
Darken the wave

The waves they are gone
The waves they are gone
The waves are gone
The waves are gone

Pride destroyed me man
And I didn't know the deal
I said, "I'm sad I'm gonna cry"
Scaring the devil in me

I shouldn't have gone
We shouldn't have gone
But I did not discover the difference
It didn't come to me
Give with nothing to take
Slid along the waves
He could not suffer existence
It wasn't meant to be

Getting on fine
Rolling on me
There's still enough time
To roll around with me
Roll around with me
Roll around with me...."
America
California Revisited America is a great soft rock band from the 1970s, made up of Americans who lived in Britain as military dependants and didn't want anyone to think they were Brits. That was before they re-located to L.A. This is from their 1972 album "Homecoming."


"Heaven may be an answer
If you're lookin' for Eden in the sky
On your waters I see a strange reflection
Rumor has it I'll see you when I die

Everyone I meet is from California
There's dancin' in the streets in California

In California you watch the shadow dancer
Floating gently, gently on the sea
In California you're such a strange romancer
Come and see me when the world has set you free

Everyone I meet is from California
There's dancin' in the streets in California
Everyone I meet is from California
There's dancin' in the streets in California."
America
Christmas in California This is from the Christmas album "Holiday Harmony" released in 2002.


"Oh, look out kids it's that time of year
When ole Santa's on his way
Don't look now but the top is down
On his candy apple sleigh

Headin' on down the coast
Over surf and sand
The warm wind in his hair
Make no mistake, it's here
Holiday fun, good cheer
It's Christmas time again
In California, wo-oh

The boulevard, lights of red and green
As the snow birds make the scene
Hollywood doesn't miss a beat
It's another childhood dream

Headin' on down the coast
Over surf and sand
The warm wind in your hair
Make no mistake, it's here
Holiday fun, good cheer
It's Christmas time for sure
In California

People say it can't be true
That the spirit lives here, too
But you'll find Christmas everywhere
Under palm trees, sun and moon - ah

Headin' on down the coast
Over surf and sand
The warm wind in your hair
Make no mistake, it's here
Holiday fun, good cheer
It's Christmas time again
In California

Make no mistake, it's here
Holiday fun, good cheer
It's Christmas time again
In California
In California
In California, wo-oh"
America
Everyone I Meet Is From California This is from the B-side of the 1971 three-song single "A Horse with No Name," which was the band's big hit. It's the same song as "California Revisited" from the 1972 "Homecoming" album. The lyrics are the same as those above, but the mix is different, leading me to think that the name was changed to "California Revisited" because the song was re-recorded for the album. This song is the one that was put on all of the band's greatest hits albums.
America
Hollywood This is from the album "Holiday" released in 1974.


"Orange and yellow and purple and green
The lights of the city at night set the scene
Stumble through the bars of forget-me-not lane
Sparkle through the glitter but don't show the pain

In Hollywood
Underneath a golden palm tree
Hollywood
Come to the party the drinks are on me
For free

Heartbeats echo through a cavern of love
Come to the tavern I'll meet you up above
Soaring through the heavens, what a fabulous ride
But everybody's heading for the same place to hide

In Hollywood
Underneath a golden palm tree
Hollywood
Come to the party the drinks are on me
For free
The drink's on me
For free
The drink's on me
For free
The drink's on me
The drink's on me
The drink's on me
The drink's on me"
America
Ventura Highway From their 1972 album "Homecoming." An upbeat soft rock classic with a catchy acoustic guitar riff from the band who have been to the desert on a horse with no name. For 30 years I wondered how those lizards got up in the air, but thanks to the imaginatiion-killing-internet I now know that they're only supposed to be cloud formations.This is one of the few songs about both California, and herps. (Or at least clouds that look like herps.)


"Wishin' on a falling star
Watchin' for the early train
Sorry boy, but I've been hit by
Purple rain
Aw, come on Joe, you can always
Change your name
Thanks a lot son, just the same

Ventura Highway
In the sunshine
Where the days are longer
The nights are stronger
Than moonshine
You're gonna go I know

'Cause the free wind is blowin' through your hair
And the days surround your daylight there
Seasons crying no despair
Alligator lizards in the air
in the air "
The Americanos
In My Foreign The Americanos are an American electronic dance music DJ trio based in Los Angeles. This song is built on a sample of Chicago’s Saturday in the Park and features rapping and singing by Ty Dolla $ign, French Montana & Lil Yachty. It’s the lead off track on the soundtrack for xXx: Return of Xander Cage, released in 2016.


[Ty Dolla $ign:]
“Do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
Lift the top back all the way, rolling through the streets of L.A.
Girl, do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
We can turn up the radio, we ain't got no place to go
Girl do you wanna ride?

[French Montana:]
Fo' sho' she wanna ride, fo' sho' she wanna slide
Fo' sho' we gettin' sauced, fo' sho' we gettin' high
Pull up swaggin', hop out the wagon
Suckers gonna hate but the ladies wanna brag
What you say? What you say? What you say?
Whole team faded like Jordan with the J
Cradle to the grave, NY to the Bay
Millions in the bank and the hunnids in the safe
Ain't nothing to a G baby
Foreign sitting low, climb out the V baby
Haan, ain't nothing to a G baby
Foreign sitting low climb out the V baby

[Ty Dolla $ign:]
Do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
Lift the top back all the way, rolling through the streets of L.A.
Girl, do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
We can turn up the radio, we ain't got no place to go

Girl it feels like Saturday, everyday
I'm smoking loud and feeling so high
I'm rolling good through my hood
Getting lit like the 4th of July
I got that exotic that you probably can't afford
We be going up like them butterfly doors
We ain't got no problems cause we counting all this cash
Got a bobblehead with her metro on the dash

Do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
Lift the top back all the way, rolling through the streets of L.A.
Girl, do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
We can turn up the radio, we ain't got no place to go
Girl do you wanna ride?….”
American Music Club
California Dreamin' A very good 1994 indie rock cover (with sitar!) of the 1966 Mamas and Papas classic.
American Music Club
Highway 5 A dark slow dirge off "California," a 1988 album from this San Francisco based alternative rock band. Maybe back in 1988 75 was the cruising speed, but 85 is more like it these days, and that's in the slow lane...


"Highway 5
Takes so much to make us feel like we're alive
A weary traveler at a smooth seventy-five
Make pretend the landscape ain't so dry
Do anything to maintain a lie

To the left, a beautiful California landscape
Dead ends in the sky
And to the right, beautiful mountains rise
High and dry
Another futile expression of bitterness
Another overwhelming sensation of uselessness

Make pretend that the landscape ain't so dry
Do anything to maintain a lie
Make pretend that the lover ain't so barren
Though in Los Angeles things like that don't matter"
Andrea (featuring Mario Joy)
Miss California
Andrea is an artist from Bulgaria. Mario Joy is a Romanian artist. She sings in several languages, including Spanish in this song (Mario Joy sings the English parts.) This dance track was released in 2018. There are several remixes online, also.


"Abre tu soul-oh
Dímelo todo
No estés tan solo nah nah nah
Deja todo y ven pa' acá
Abre tu soul-oh
Dímelo todo
No estés tan solo nah nah nah
Deja todo y ven pa' acá

Miss California
I just wanna know ya
I just wanna tu-tuh tu-tuh with you
Miss California
I just wanna love ya
I just wanna tu-tuh tu-tuh with you
 
Ay, tómame regresa
Mueve tu cabeza
Muévete regresa
Toma mi cabeza
Estás contigo un nuevo amor
No me digas que yo ...
Ay, tómame regresa
Mueve tu cabeza
Muévete regresa
Toma mi cabeza
Estás contigo un nuevo amor
No me digas que yo ...

Aquí y ahora
Mi creadora
Siente mi aroma nah nah nah
Mueve tu cuerpo y ven acá
Aquí y ahora
Mi creadora
Siente mi aroma nah nah nah
Mueve tu cuerpo, ven pa' acá
 
Miss California
I just wanna know ya
I just wanna tu-tuh tu-tuh with you
Miss California
I just wanna love ya
I just wanna tu-tuh tu-tuh with you...."
"Open your soul-oh
Tell me everything
Don't be so alone nah nah nah
Drop everything and come here
Open your soul-oh
Tell me everything
Don't be so alone nah nah nah
Drop everything and come here

Miss California
I just wanna know ya
I just wanna tu-tuh tu-tuh with you
Miss California
I just wanna love ya
I just wanna tu-tuh tu-tuh with you

Oh, take me back
Shake your head
Move back
Take my head
You are with you a new love
Don't tell me that I...
Oh, take me back
Shake your head
Move back
Take my head
You are with you a new love
Don't tell me that I...

Here and now
My creator
Feel my aroma nah nah nah
Move your body and come here
Here and now
My creator
Feel my aroma nah nah nah
Move your body, come here

Miss California
I just wanna know ya
I just wanna tu-tuh tu-tuh with you
Miss California
I just wanna love ya
I just wanna tu-tuh tu-tuh with you...."
The Andrews Sisters
The Lady From 29 Palms The Andrews Sisters were a close harmony singing group of the swing and boogie-woogie eras consisting of three sisters from Minnesota, active from 1925 to 1967. They have been called the most popular female vocal group of the first half of the 20th century. This song was a top ten hit in 1947. (Twentynine Palms is a city in the desert just north of Joshua Tree National Park.)


"She left twenty-nine broken hearts
Broken in twenty-nine parts
Now there are twenty-nine fellas complainin' to their moms
About the lady from 29 Palms

She got twenty-nine Cadillacs
Twenty-nine sables from Sach's
They came from twenty-nine fellas who never had their arms
Around the lady from 29 Palms

She's a yip-yip-yippy-eyed dolly
A new kinda gal of the west
And yip-yip-yippy by-golly
Whatever she does, she does her best

She rides twenty-nine trails to bliss
Knows twenty-nine ways how to kiss
She is a gal that you dream of, you'd love to have your arms
Around the lady from 29 Palms

She left twenty-nine broken hearts, baby
Broken in twenty-nine parts were their broken hearts, mmm oy-da doy-da
Twenty-nine fellas complainin' to their moms
About the lady from 29 Palms

She got twenty-nine Cadillacs, baby
Twenty-nine sables from Sach's and them Cadillacs, mmm boy-da doy-da
Twenty-nine fellas who never had their arms
Around the lady from 29 Palms...."
Tori Amos
Maybe California Tori Amos is an American singer-songwriter originally from the East Coast. This song is from her 2009 album "Abnormally Attracted To Sin." The singer is a mother who is trying to talk a woman out of jumping off a cliff for the sake of her children. I don't know what "Maybe California" means in the context of the song, but Amos fractures and repeats and stretches those six syllables like a jazz singer until the words themselves almost disappear.


"Hey Mrs. C., please don’t jump
Why not?
Nothing is making sense anymore to me
I don’t know when I stopped making him smile
Now the kids see me crying all the time

From one mother to the other
They’ll never get over this for their lifetime
All their wishes will be dashed upon those cliffs
So let’s be strong for you and me the night is opening
Our angels are falling and they will warm us
She asked, "Right Now? Right Here?"
I'm feelin' soon, soon my dear

Maybe California
Maybe California

As mothers we have our troubles
You’ll leave them with emptiness for their lifetime
All their wishes will be dashed upon those cliffs
So let’s be strong you and me the night is opening
Our angels are falling and they will warm us
She asked, "Right Now? Right Here?"
I'm feelin' soon, soon my dear

Maybe California
Maybe California

Until then there will be starlight shining down
For every tear in every town."
Angelyne
Kiss Me L.A. Platinum blonde bombshell Angelyne is a Los Angeles Icon who became famous when she started putting up giant billboards that showed herself in sexy poses in Los Angeles in 1984. She got lots of recognition and some acting and modeling jobs, but she's still more famous for the billboards and for being a pioneer of self promotion. She became famous for being famous long before reality TV and social media made it more common. I'd guess that her billboards were probably in more movies than she was. But before the billboards, she was also a singer in rock bands, so she actually did have something to promote. This song is from her debut solo album "Angelyne" released in 1982.

She kept her life a mystery for decade but in 2017 it was reported that she was born in Poland to holocaust survivors who immigrated to Los Angeles where she was raised. An Angelyne bio pic was made about her in 2020 and there's at least on documentary about her.


"You know I'm getting off on you
You know I get off on you
You know I'm getting off on you
You know I get off on you
Off on you, off on you, off on you
You

Kiss me L.A. (K-k-k-kiss me L.A.)
Kiss me L.A. (K-k-k-kiss me L.A.)
Kiss me L.A. (K-k-k-kiss me L.A.)
Kiss me L.A. (K-k-k-kiss me L.A.)

You know I'm getting off on you
You know I get off on you
You know I'm getting off on you
You know I get off on you
Off on you, off on you, off on you
You

Kiss me L.A. (K-k-k-kiss me L.A.)
Kiss me L.A. (K-k-k-kiss me L.A.)
Kiss me L.A. (K-k-k-kiss me L.A.)
Kiss me L.A. (K-k-k-kiss me L.A.)"
The Animals (Eric Burdon and)
Monterey The Animals (aka Eric Burdon and the Animals) is a Rock and Roll Hall of Fame-inducted English band formed in the early 1960s. This psychedelic rock tribute to the 1967 Monterey Pop Festival, which took place two years before Woodstock, is from the band's second album "The Twain Shall Meet," released in 1968.


"The people came and listened
Some of them came and played
Others gave flowers away
Yes they did yeah!
Down in Monterey
Down in Monterey

Young gods smiled upon the crowd
Their music being born of love
Children danced night and day
Religion was being born
Down in Monterey

The Byrds and the Airplane
Did fly
Oh, Ravi Shankar's
Music made me cry

The Who exploded
Into fired light (yeah)
Hugh Masekela's music
Was black as night

The Grateful Dead
Blew everybody's mind
Jimi Hendrix, baby
Believe me
Set the world on fire, yeah!

His majesty
Prince Jones smiled as he
Moved among the crowd
Ten thousand electric guitars
Were groovin' real loud, yeah

If you wanna find the truth in life
Don't pass music by
And you know
I would not lie
No, I would not lie
No, I would not lie
Down in Monterey

Hu! huh-huh!

Alright!

Three days of understanding
Of moving with one another
Even the cops grooved with us
Do you believe me?
Yeah!

Down in Monterey
Down in Monterey, yeah
Down in Monterey
Down in Monterey, yeah...."
The Animals (Eric Burdon and)
San Franciscan Nights From the album "Winds of Change" released in 1967 this is a song about San Francisco and the Summer of Love, and all that Hippy stuff. But a WARM San Franciscan night? That doesn't sound like summer in The City. Mark Twain gets credit for saying the coldest winter he ever spent was a summer in San Francisco. Whether he said it or not, it's hard to argue with it after the summer fog rolls in.


"This following program is dedicated to the city and people of San Francisco
Who may not know it but they are beautiful
And so is their city this is a very personal song
So if the viewer cannot understand it

Particularly those of you who are European residents
Save up all your bread and fly trans love airways to San Francisco U.S.A.
Then maybe you'll understand the song, it will be worth it
If not for the sake of this song but for the sake of your own peace of mind

Strobe lights beam creates dreams
Walls move minds do too
On a warm San Franciscan night
Old child young child feel alright
On a warm San Franciscan night

Angels sing leather wings
Jeans of blue Harley Davisons too
On a warm San Franciscan night
Old angels young angels feel alright
On a warm San Franciscan night

I wasn't born there perhaps I'll die there
There's no place left to go, San Francisco"
The Anxiety
Meet Me at Our Spot The Anxiety is a rock band with Willow Smith and Tyler Cole. This song is from their album "The Anxiety" released in 2020. Both musicians are from Los Angeles so there's no doubt the "405" they sing about is the 405 freeway, aka the "San Diego" freeway. I have no idea why they want to hit that particular freeway, maybe it's how they get to their spot, but it's one of many songs to mention a road or highway in the state, including all the songs about the Pacific Coast Highway, the 101, the 5, Ventura Highway, California 37, and don't forget Route 66.


"When I wake up
I can’t even stay up
I slept through the day, f**k
I’m not getting younger
But when I’m older
I’ll be so much stronger
I’ll stay up for longer
Meet me at our spot
Caught a vibe
Baby are you coming for the ride?
(The ride x3)
I just wanna look into your eyes
(Your eyes x2)
I just wanna stay for the night night night
When we take a drive
Maybe we can hit the 405
Hypnotized by the lights
Man, this must be the life

When I go to sleep
I can’t even fall asleep
Something’s got ahold of me
Feel it taking over me
But when I’m older I’ll be moving onward
I just got a drunk text (Meet me at our spot)
We caught a vibe (Yeah Yeah)
Baby are you coming for the ride?
(The ride x3)
When I look into your eyes
(Your eyes x2)
I just wanna hold you all night (All night)
Maybe we can take a drive (Take a drive!)
Baby we can hit the 405
Hypnotized by the lights
Man this must be the life...."
Aqualung
California Aqualung is Matthew Hales, an English musician working since 1990. This song is from "Magnetic North" released in 2010. It's too short. I could listen to it a lot longer.


"Come with me to California
We'll lose our troubles in the sun
Let's fly away

Let's make our grand escape before we come undone
You know I've always been a dreamer
How you laugh at all my silly silly dreams
Let's fly away
Let's make our big mistake before we come undone
Before we come undone, yeah
Oh, come with me to California
Before we come undone

Come with me to California
We'll lose our troubles in the sun
Let's fly away"
Arcade Fire
End of the Empire I-III Arcade Fire is an indie rock band from Canada, active since 2001. This song is from their album "WE" released in 2022. In their view of the end of the world, California has disappeared into the ocean, as it usually does in these scenarios.


"I. Last Dance

One last dance
Here at the end of the empire
Makes me cry
Watching the moon on the ocean
Where California used to be
It's not half bad, oh
Spend half your life being sad, woah
Well, don't be scared, oh-oh
Just chronically impaired, oh-oh
Just take my hand, oh-oh
Standing at the end of the American Empire

One last song
Here at the end of the movie
They seemed so sure
At least that's the way I remember the war
When New York used to be
It's not half bad, oh-oh
Spending half your life being sad, woah
Don't you weep, oh-oh
Half your life fast asleep, oh-oh
Feeling uninspired, oh
Standing at the end of the American Empire

II. Last Round

And we know that it's time to go
Heard the news on the radio
One last round before we go
Through the pale atmospheric glow
And the oxygen's getting low
Sing a song that we used to know
One last round before we go
One last round before we go

III. Leave The Light On

(So sad)

Didn't use to get high
Didn't use to drink and I
Didn't use to think I
Could ever dream about losing you

Didn't use to get low
This time of night and I
Didn't use to walk home
In the morning light
Without you
Without you

Didn't use to get high
Didn't use to drink
Didn't use to think I
Could ever dream about losing you, you
But I do

It’s you and I, it’s do or die
Suicide mission, baby by my side
We got one life and half of it’s gone
You know I can’t sleep with the television on

Didn't use to get high
With you by my side
(Leave the light on)"
Arctic Monkeys
Fake Tales of San Francisco Arctic Monkeys are an English rock band formed in 2002. They're in that lineage of snide, snotty, overly superior British rockers that runs through The Rolling Stones, The Sex Pistols, Oasis and The Prodigy. That's good company to keep. This song is from their acclaimed debut studio album "Whatever People Say I Am, That's What I'm Not" which was released in 2006. It's about a pretentious British band that talks about the USA even though they've never been there. I'll bet that band's lyrics are so wank that they rhyme "San Francisco" with "Disco."


"Fake tales of San Francisco
Echo through the room
More point to a wedding disco
Without a bride or groom
And there's a super cool band, yeah
With their trilbies and their glasses of white wine
And all the weekend rock stars are in the toilet
Practicing their lines

I don't want to hear you
Kick me out, kick me out
I don't want to hear you, no
Kick me out, kick me out
I don't want to hear you
Kick me out, kick me out
I don't want to hear you
I don't want to hear your

Fake tales of San Francisco
Echo through the air
And there's a few bored faces at the back
All wishing they weren't there

And as the microphone squeaks
A young girl's telephone beeps
Yeah, she's dashing for the exit
Oh, she's running to the streets outside
"Oh, you've saved me, " she screams down the line
"The band were f***ing wank
And I'm not having a nice time"

I don't want to hear you
Kick me out, kick me out
I don't want to hear you, no
Kick me out, kick me out

Yeah, but his bird said it's amazing, though
So all that's left
Is the proof that love's not only blind but deaf

He talks of San Francisco, he's from Hunter's Bar
I don't quite know the distance
But I'm sure that's far
Yeah I'm sure that's pretty far

And yeah, I'd love to tell you all my problem
You're not from New York City, you're from Rotherham
So get off the bandwagon, and put down the handbook
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...."
Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti
Life in L.A. Ariel Pink is the stage name of a singer-songwriter from Los Angeles active since 1996. He has released records credited to "Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti" including this one, so he is filed here under that name. (Figuring out how to list and alphabetize all these insane band and musician names is not always easy for a non-librarian such as myself.) This is from Mr. Pink's seventh studio album "Worn Copy" released in 2003. If you like a song that opens with a half a minute of wind sounds and features kazoos, you're in luck.


"Life in L.A.
Well, what can I say?
It's a treasure to find
So many ways to unwind

You could be so lonely
Life in L.A. is so lonely
Is so lonely
That way
Yeah

Life in L.A.
Come on out if you're gay
Make your babies and money
Move in together
Take out that loan
Honey, it's now or never

The weather is your boyfriend
On a Saturday
You stay in bed

And you could be so lonely
Life in L.A. is so lonely
Is so lonely
That way

A girl in my car
Doesn't mean I'm getting too far
Unless I'm taking her home
Halfway to Fresno at dark
Every peck on my cheek
When I look at her face
Every time we make plans
I think leather and lace

Life in L.A.
Is like a day in my brain
Cut

And did you know you could be so lonely?
Life in L.A. is so lonely
Is so lonely that way
Take me home"
Arkells
Agent Zero Arkells is a rock band from Canada, active since 2006. This song is from the album "Michigan Left" released in 2011.


"I used to find a little peace in the lay up line.
When I start sweating, I start to unwind.
I used find a little peace under the bright lights.
When I start sweating, I start to unwind.

A little came to me in 1985.
Got in the car, started to drive.
We headed west, put Overtown behind.
Dad was looking for a Hollywood sign.

There was a time I could only impress you.
You can tell by now, I'm only guessing.

They kept asking me to describe
The logic that was running through my mind.
Ali had Cosell through hard times,
But Wilbon, on this one, had to decline.

There was a time I could only impress you,
you could tell by now I'm only guessing.
If you're saying the clocks run down, and the red light's glowing
If your mind's made up, then I'll get going.
Turn all the lights down low."
The Arlenes
Going to California The Arlenes are an Americana/Alt-Country Anglo-American husband and wife duo that formed in London England then relocated to California. This is from the album "Going to California" released in 2004. I hope they figured out that all of California is on Pacific Time and not Mountain Time - even in the mountains. (Though I have noticed that way out east by the Colorado River some places use Mountain Time like Arizona.)


"I'm going to California
In the morning I'll be on my way
Going back to the Golden State
I'm going to California
Yes I can hardly wait
I can almost hear blue birds singin' away

Yes I've always dreamed it
Now my dream is comin' true

I'm going to California
Gonna settle down there with you

I want a piece of American pie
A little place that I can call my own
Fill it full of dogs and kids and busted up old cars
'Cause the city's gettin' crowded
And I guess I've done my time

I'm going to California
Gonna drink that summer like wine

And we'll hide up in the mountains
And watch the days go rolling by

Going to California
Set my clock to Mountain Time
Going to California
In the morning I'll be on my way
Going back to the Golden State

Going to California
Yes I can hardly wait
I can almost hear bluebirds singin' away

And as I look back across the runway
Don't know if I'm ever comin' back

Going to California
Let's see how long I last
Let's see how long I last
Let's see how long I last
Let's see how long I last
Let's see how long I last
Let's see how long I last"
AronChupa, Little Sis Nora, & Jungle Jonsson
California Sun AronChupa is a Swedish singer and producer active since 2012, Little Sis Nora is a Swedish singer and also the sister of AronChupa. I don't know who Jungle Jonsson is. This electro house track was released in July 2022.


"In the California sun
In the California sun
I'll be long long gone
In the California sun

I've been driving through the city
I've seen the crackheads and the whores
Finding hope inside a bottle
But I know they were meant for more

In the California sun
In the California sun
I'll be long long gone
In the California sun

I'll be long long gone
In the California sun

In the California sun
I'll be long long gone
In the California sun

I've been driving through the city
I've seen the crackheads and the whores
Finding hope inside a bottle
But I know they were meant for more

I know they call it the city of angels
But all of your dreams
Get murdered and die
Still like the rest I want that high

In the California sun
In the California sun
I'll be long long gone
In the California sun

In the California sun
In the California sun
I'll be long long gone
In the California sun

I'll be long long gone
In the California sun
In the California sun
I'll be long long gone
In the California sun"
A$AP Rocky
L$D A$AP Rocky is Rakim Mayers, a rapper from New York City active since 2007. This beautiful trippy neo-soul song is from his second album "At. Long. Last. A$AP" released in 2015.


""I know I dream about her all day
I think about her with her clothes off
I'm ridin' 'round with my system bumpin' LSD
I look for ways to say "I love you"
But I ain't into makin' love songs
Baby, I'm just rappin' to this LSD
She ain't a stranger to the city life
I introduced her to this hippy life
We make love under pretty lights, LSD (Acid)
I get a feelin' it's a trippy night
Them other drugs just don't fit me right
Girl, I really f**kin' want love, sex, dream
Another quarter to the face system
Make no mistakes, it's all, a leap of faith for love
It takes a place in, feelin' that you crave doin' love, sex, dreams

It started in Hollywood
Dreamin' of sharin' love
My tongue at a loss for words
Cause my feelings just said it all
Party just started up
Dreamin' of sharin' worlds
Held this feeling for way too long
Said, "I really wanna let it go"

I've been gettin' fly because the gimmick's so dope
I've been getting high cause I figured Lord told me
I've been drinking, driving, now we'll never go home
I gon' stay in doubt because the weather's so cold, oh

Feeling low sometimes when the light shines down
Makes me high
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Feeling low sometimes when the light shines down
Makes me high
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?

It started in Hollywood
Duh, duh-duh
Dreamin' of sharin' love
Duh, duh-duh
My tongue at a loss for words
Cause my feelings just said it all

I look for ways to say, "I love you"
But I ain't into makin' love songs""
Baby, I'm just rappin' to this LSD""
Ashe
Cold in California Ashe (Ashlyn Rae Wilson) is a singer-songwriter from San Jose. This song is from her EP "Moral of the Story: Chapter 2" released in 2019. It's a reminder to all visitors to the Golden State to bring a jacket.


"Just out of reach is the gold you're rushing for with bags under your eyes
I’ve been chasing a rainbow, wound up at your door, wanna see the other side

It’s not quite like I imagined, like I did before
When you’re pouring all your heart out
But you’re lying on the floor
All these cigarettes and hotels, could be what you’re looking for
But it’s not what you expected and you’re left wanting more

Don’t mind what anybody told ya
It still gets cold in California
See everybody thinks they know ya
They’re only seeing what they wanna
Don’t mind what anybody told ya
It still gets cold in California

We can dance in the streets with the sun upon our skin and wake up feeling burned
Under stars, we could freeze cause we’ve gotten used to heat where seasons never turn

It’s not quite like I imagined, like I did before
When you’re pouring all your heart out
But you’re lying on the floor
All these cigarettes and hotels, could be what you’re looking for
But it’s not what you expected and you’re left wanting more

Don’t mind what anybody told ya
It still gets cold in California
See everybody thinks they know ya
They’re only seeing what they wanna
Don’t mind what anybody told ya
It still gets cold in California

Talk about the pretty parts
The ones you see on film
Happiness and skinny legs and living on a hill
Don’t talk about the lonely parts, the loneliness you feel
You probably always will

Cause it gets dark in California
I know it well better than most ya
Don’t mind what anybody told ya
It still gets cold in California
See everybody thinks they know ya
They’re only seeing what they wanna
Don’t mind what anybody told ya
It still gets cold in California"
Tigran Asatryan
California Tigran Asatryan is a singer from Armenia. This song was released in August of 2022. I don't understand Armenian, but I can understand the word California in it.
Ashe & Finneas
Till Forever Falls Apart Ashe is a singer/songwriter from San Jose. Finneas is a singer/songwriter/actor/producer from L.A. Both of them have songs on this list individually and now they're on it together with this collaboration from Ashe's album "Ashlyn" released in 2021.

I'm not sure how the tides could take the state. Maybe they're talking about a massive sea level increase due to global climate change, which would be about 230 feet, max. That's enough to flood large amount of the state. This might be a good time to buy oceanfront property in Fresno.


[Ashe]
"Out on our own
Dreamin' in a world that we both know
It's out of our control
But if s**t hits the fan, we're not alone

'Cause you've got me and you know
That I've got you and I know

If the tide takes California
I'm so glad I got to hold ya
And if the sky falls from Heaven above
Oh, I know I had the best time fallin' into love
We've been livin' on a fault line
And for a while, you were all mine
I've spent a lifetime givin' you my heart
I swear that I'll be yours forever, 'til forever falls apart
'Til forever falls apart

[Finneas]
So this is it, that's how it ends
I guess there's nothing more romantic than dyin' with your friends
And I'm not sorry for myself
I wouldn't want to spend a minute lovin' anybody else

[Ashe & Finneas]
'Cause you've got me and you know
That I've got you and I know

If the tide takes California
I'm so glad I got to hold ya
And if the sky falls from Heaven above
Oh, I know I had the best time fallin' into love
We've been livin' on a fault line
And for a while, you were all mine
I've spent a lifetime givin' you my heart
I swear that I'll be yours forever, 'til forever falls apart
'Til forever falls apart

We never had it from the start
'Til death do us part

If the tide takes California
I'm so glad I got to know ya
And if the sky falls from Heaven above
Oh, I know I had the best time fallin' into love
We've been livin' on a fault line
And for a while, you were all mine
I've spent a lifetime givin' you my heart
I swear that I'll be yours forever, 'til forever falls apart"
Ashford & Simpson
Nobody Walks in L.A. Ashford & Simpson were a husband and wife team of songwriters and performers from New York and South Carolina who started their careers in the mid 60s writing some of the great Motown hits including "Ain't No Mountain High Enough." This song is from their 1986 album "Real Love."


"Got off the plane where they say it don't rain
Thought to myself this is for me
Looked all around and everywhere
The streets were empty
Checked in the hotel to unpack my things
Gotta get out find some company
And then it hit me

Don't know if I read it or heard somebody say
In Hollywood they do things a different way
Don't you be caught cruisin' on a sunny day
Cause nobody walks in L.A.
Nobody walks in L.A.

I had some dreams
I was gonna crash the scene
Thought anywhere I can survive
That there must be a special place
Where the beautiful people hide
Begin to wonder what am I doin' wrong
Had to figure it out intelligently
Then it hit me

Don't know if I read it or heard somebody say
In Hollywood they do things a different way
Don't you be caught cruisin' on a sunny day
Cause nobody walks in L.A.
Nobody walks in L.A.

I been around and I like New York and Chinatown
Where rivers of people seem to flow
But bein' here under the sky so blue
What do you do? What do you do?

I've been around and I don't understand this town
You got to know somebody
or be on the party list
And if you're not a big star
You won't be missed

But the most important rule
No matter what games they play
Nobody walks

Don't know if I read it or heard somebody say
In Hollywood they do things a different way
Don't you be caught cruisin' on a sunny day

Don't know if I read it or heard somebody say
In Hollywood they do things a different way
Don't you be caught cruisin' on a sunny day
Cause nobody walks in L.A.
Nobody walks in L.A......"
Fred Astaire
City of the Angels Fred Astaire was a singer and actor, and some call him the greatest dancer ever in the movies. Active from 1904-1981, he was one of the greatest stars of the Classic Hollywood era. This song is from the album "The Complete London Sessions" released in 1975.


"Gather round and join me in a toast
To that California town I love the most
City of the angels, pretty city of the angels
That's the only place I really want to be

Life's a taste of honey
When the days are bright and sunny
While you dream of picking money
Off a tree

City of the angels, pretty city of the angels
How I hate to leave her even for a while
Especially when it's cloudy
She gets ways of sayin' howdy
Makin' everyone so proud who wears a smile

L.A. doesn't begin to describe her name
She'll stay under your skin like a dame
Who became quite famous

Now if you got a cravin'
If you're lookin' for a haven
All my best advice I'm savin' for the end

Train or boat or jet there
Just as soon as you can get there
And I'll bet that you'll be met there
By a friend

Splash in the sea and foam
Cash in Paris and Rome
Just a little change'll
Make the city of the angels
Your home

Now if you got a cravin'
If you're lookin' for a haven
All my best advice I'm givin' once again

Train or boat or jet there
Just as soon as you can get there
And I'll bet that you'll be met there
By a friend

Oh somewhere the hearts are kind
Somewhere the stars still shine
And you'll be sittin' pretty
In the city of those angels
Of mine"
Atherton
California I don't know anything about this band except that they are from Atherton, a small city in San Mateo County near Palo Alto. After lots of Googling I gave up trying to find more information. I guess that's what happens when you name yourself after a city. This is the lead off song from the album "Pale Summer" released in 2003. It's a great but obscure indie rock song that I only learned about because someone suggested it for this list. The song was also released on the soundtrack compilation to the MTV series "Laguna Beach" - "MTV Presents Laguna Beach: Summer Can Last Forever" released in 2006.


"Hello hello hello
I'm glad I've found you
Been away a long long time
The sun will rise
And the sun will set tomorrow
And it's been rough on this old heart

You are, you are the only reason I have found
Come down, come down, come get me off the ground
I waited for you yesterday
To come on back and say you'll always stay

Come back home to California
Find a better way to make it through today
Come back home to California
The lights they shine so bright
They shine for you tonight
So come on baby
Come home to California

We can drive the coast of San Fransisco
Head on down to Hollywood
Hurry please
Summer's almost over
You know I'm fading and I wish you would

You are, you are the only reason I have found
Come down, come down, come get me off the ground
I waited for you yesterday
To come on back and say you'll always stay

Come on home to California
Find a better way to make it through today
Come back home to California
The lights they shine so bright
They shine for you tonight
So come on baby
Come home to California

Come home to California
California
California
California
California
California
California"
Augustana
California's Burning Augustana is a rock band from San Diego. This song is from the album "All The Stars and Boulevards" released in 2005. Anyone who has helplessly watched the sky fill with wildfire smoke so thick it blocks the sun can understand what the narrator is going through here.


"California's burning, burning, burning to the ground...
and my head is turning, turning, turning round and round...
Allie's stomach's churning, churning, like a storm today...
and your mother's crying, crying, closing up the safe...

and I'm here, wondering where the sun has gone...
driving through to Mexico,
asking why there's no one home...

Encinitas likes to miss me, like nobody's child..
and my eyes like rainy Tuesdays, like to watch you smile...

and I'm here, wondering where the sun has gone...
driving through a Midwest storm,
asking why there's no one home..."
The Avalanches (featuring Rivers Cuomo & Pink Siifu)
Running Red Lights The Avalanches are an electronic music group formed in Melbourne, Australia. known for their first album "Since I Left You" released in 2000 which was a crazy mash-up of all kinds of music and sound effects, my favorite being the scratched vocals from a parrot-training record on "Frontier Psychiatrist." Rivers Cuomo is the lead vocalist from Weezer, who have a lot of California songs here, and Pink Siifu is a rapper from Cincinnati based in L.A. This song is from the album "We Will Always Love You" released in 2020.


"Running, running red lights
Red lights, red lights
I been running red lights
To get to you
Running, running red lights
Where you been running all night
I been running red lights
Boom, boom, boom

I'm a thundercloud
Ready to burst, like Schrodinger
I'm crying in the car
An invalid
I'm off the grid

Hans is looking for Liesel
Living in Union Square
Shoot this rabid canine
Something's gone
Horribly wrong
Running, running red lights
Red lights, red lights
I been running red lights
To get to you
Running, running red lights
Where you been running all night
I been running red lights
Boom, boom, boom

I'm a thundercloud
Ready to burst, like Schrodinger
I'm crying in the car
An invalid
I'm off the grid

Hans is looking for Liesel
Living in Union Square
Shoot this rabid canine
Something's gone
Horribly wrong

Running, running red lights
Red lights, red lights
I been running red lights
To get to you
Running, running red lights
Where you been running all night
I been running red lights
Boom, boom, boom

The light of my life is going out tonight in a pink champagne Corvette
The light in my life is going out tonight
Without a flicker of regret (without a flicker of regret, dude)
I sleep three feet above the street in a pink champagne Corvette

Fly out into space, listen to the music the stars are making
Without a flicker of regret

California life is alright with me
California life is alright with me
We are, we are, we are, we are, we are all we have
California life is alright with me
California life is alright with me
California life is alright with me
We are, we are, we are, we are, we are all we have
California life is all right with me

Running, running red lights
Red lights, red lights
I been running red lights
To get to you
We are, we are, we are, we are, we are all we have
I been running red lights
Boom, boom, boom"
Avicii
Gonna Love Ya Avicii was a Swedish DJ/producer/musician who produced some great dance tracks before his 2018 suicide. This song from 2015 has a tropical house feel and a quick mention of California.


“I’m gonna love ya, like no one could
Make your heart feel the way it should
I'm gonna hold ya, when no one would
Cause I swear you deserve so good

Livin' up in California
Lovin' life but I've been waiting for ya
To twist my dreams and turn my fate
But God I hope it's not too late

I'm gonna love ya, I'm gonna love ya
I'm gonna love ya, I know I could

I'm gonna love ya, like no one could
Make your heart feel the way it should
I'm gonna hold ya, when no one would
Cause I swear you deserve so good

Sometimes it's hard to have the upper hand
When every dream you've had is turning into sand
You need someone to make your day
But he took your breath and blew it away

I'm gonna love ya, like no one could
Make your heart feel the way it should
I'm gonna hold ya, when no one would
Cause I swear you deserve so good…..”
Hoyt Axton
California Women Hoyt Axton was a singer-songwriter originallly from Oklahoma who got his start singing folk songs in San Francisco clubs in the late 1950s. He's best known for writing songs that were hits for other singers, notably "Joy to the World" and "Never Been to Spain" for Three Dog Night. This is from the album "Joy to the World" released in 1971.


"Talk about your women in Birmingham,
And a lady from Baltimore.
But the girls I love get their toes in the sand,
Of the sweet Santa Monica shore.

Singin' California women, in the heat God Almighty.
Gotta sweet, sweet jelly roll.
California women, in the heat God Almighty
Gotta sweet, sweet jelly roll.

California women, in the heat God Almighty
Gotta sweet, sweet jelly roll.
California women, in the heat God Almighty
Gotta sweet, sweet jelly roll.

De, da'd 'n, de, de, de, de'd 'n, de, de'd 'n, de ...

Singin' California women, in the heat God Almighty
Gotta sweet, sweet jelly roll.
California women, in the heat God Almight
Gotta sweet, sweet jelly roll.

California women, in the heat God Almighty
Gotta sweet, sweet jelly roll.
California women, in the heat God Almighty
Gotta sweet, sweet jelly roll.
I gotta sweet, sweet jelly roll.

California women, in the Greek, God, Amon.
I gotta sweet, sweet jelly roll.
California women, in the Greek, God, Amon.
I gotta sweet, sweet jelly roll."
B
The Babys
California The Babys are a British rock band that started in 1975. This song comes from their third album "Head First," released in 1979.


"When I came back home
From the USA
I had nothin' in my pockets
And not a lot to say
Though I knew somehow
We would meet real soon
But the way you've been avoidin' me
It's like I'm livin' on the moon

Here I am on this side of the stars
Livin' in California
And sometimes I get out of reach in the bars
Dreamin' about my life
And maybe one day I'll take a wife

Though I spent some
Time on the evil road
I've done things that I'm ashamed of
Oh man it's such a heavy load
Though I knew somehow
We would meet real soon
But the way you've been avoidin' me
It's like I'm livin' on the moon

Here I am on this side of the stars
Livin' in California
And sometimes I get out of reach in the bars
Dreamin' about my life
And maybe one day I'll take a wife
Oh...."
The Babylon Bee
I Wish We All Could Leave California This parody sung to the melody of the Beach Boy's "California Girls" was put on YouTube in August 2022 by The Babylon Bee, a news satire website based in Florida that has been described as a conservative Christian version of The Onion. Both fake news websites are very funny but the difference between them is that The Onion's readers don't think the fake news is real.

The mask mandates and lockdowns were over before this video was dropped, which leads me to assume that these white supremacist MAGA gun nut bath-salts-smoking face-eating Florida Men and their emotional support pythons were too distracted to know that, probably because they were trying to force an alligator to drink beer, or they were shooting guns in the air to stop a hurricane, or maybe they were jumping on trampolines while naked, or it could be they were throwing an alligator through a Wendy's drive-thru window, or maybe... [insert your favorite Florida Man meme here.] (FYI, Gavin Newsom is roasted in the song because he was governor of California in 2022.)


"Well, SF's packed with feces,
You gotta watch your step up there,
And in Los Angeles with all their homeless camps,
The tents and drugs are everywhere
In Napa Newsom drops some
15 thousand bucks on wine
But in the rest of the state with all the mask mandates,
They keep us all locked up real tight

I wish we all could leave California, now
I wish we all could leave California
I wish we all could leave California, now

Well, Texas has more freedom
And pistol grips out there aren't banned
I'd dig a Florida place with no mask on my face
And no income tax sounds grand

I been all around this commie state
And my time here's about spent
Yeah, but I couldn't spot even one U-Haul lot
That had a single truck left to rent
(Gavin Newsom U-Haul Salesman of the Year)

I wish we all could leave California, now
I wish we all could leave California
I wish we all could leave California, now...."
Badfinger
Look Out California Badfinger was a power pop rock band from Wales, U.K., active from 1961-1975 and 1978-1990. This song is from their album "Airwaves" released in 1979 after the band got back together again with only two of the original four members.


"Bags are packed, jumpin' on a jet today
Feel so good 'cause I'm gettin' back to the U.S.A.
Temperature's risin', I'm flyin' back to the sun
Hangin' around old London town
Ain't good for too, too long

Look out California
I gotta warn ya
Look out solar city
You're lookin' pretty to me, yeah, to me

Feel so good, gettin' back to rock 'n' roll
So long since it felt so right to my very soul
My temperature's risin' 'cause I'm layin' back in the sun
Kickin' around old L.A. town
Too much, too much good fun

Look out California
I gotta warn ya
Look out solar city
You're lookin' pretty to me, yeah, to me

Got a good deal from a prominent record man
We're tryin' our hardest just to follow the plan
Back on the airwaves
Back in the airwaves
Back on the airwaves

(Back, back in the airwaves)
(Back, back in the airwaves)
(Back, back in the airwaves)
(Back, back in the airwaves)

Look out California
(Back, back in the airwaves)
I gotta warn ya
(Back, back in the airwaves)
Look out solar city
(Back, back in the airwaves)
You're lookin' pretty to me...."
Bad Religion
Land of Competition Bad Religion is a punk rock band (with harmonies) formed in Los Angeles in 1979. This song is from their 3rd album Suffer, released in 1988.


"See there's a girl who's afraid of the world so she stays at home.
Next there's a boy who seems so lost in his joy, he's all alone.
The camera's on them, they're in the land of competition.
Southern California air feeds them.

And they know they are best 'cause of the way they are dressed,
But you can bet you are not welcome in their home.
See there's a girl who sits and watches the world from her blue screen.
Also a boy who truly wants to destroy his hometown scene.
They both want to travel to the land of competition.

Southern California will destroy them,
And they won't be the best, they'll be the poseurs who dress
Like the plastic idiots who they copy.
Tell me what do you need to make you happy? Indeed, is it out of your reach?
Beware of number one, see all the damage it has done, there are so few of them.
You won't find too many in the land of competition.

Southern California doesn't breed them.
If you just want the best turn to yourself for the rest
And forget about the ones who have it all.
Be careful of the ones who have it all.
Be careful of the ones who have it all.
Be careful of the ones who have it all."
Bad Religion
Los Angeles is Burning This is another song about California wildfires, from the band's 2004 album The Empire Strikes First.


"Somewhere high in the desert near a curtain of a blue
St. Anne's skirts are billowing
But down here in the city of the lime lights
The fans of Santa Ana are withering
And you can’t deny that living is easy
If you never look behind the scenery
It's showtime for dry climes
And bedlam is dreaming of rain

When the hills of Los Angeles are burning
Palm trees are candles in the murder wind
So many lives are on the breeze
Even the stars are ill at ease
And Los Angeles is burning

This is not a test
Of the emergency broadcast system
Where Malibu fires and radio towers
Conspire to dance again
And I cannot believe the media mecca
They're only trying to peddle reality,
Catch it on prime time, story at nine
The whole world is going insane

When the hills of Los Angeles are burning
Palm trees are candles in the murder wind
So many lives are on the breeze
Even the stars are ill at ease
And Los Angeles is burning

A placard reads
"The end of days"
Jacaranda boughs are bending in the haze

More a question than a curse
How could hell be any worse?

The flames are stunning
The cameras running
So take warning

When the hills of Los Angeles are burnin
Palm trees are candles in the murder wind
So many lives are on the breeze
Even the stars are ill at ease
And Los Angeles is burning"
Bahari
California Bahari is a trio of female pop singer-songwriters and muscians that formed in Manhattan Beach in 2013. One member grew up in Kenya speaking Swahili and "Bahari" means "ocean" in Swahili. One thing I don't understand about this song is the line "Drive down to heaven on the 105." That's not exactly a scenic highway - it leads from Norwalk to El Segundo, but I guess if you go a few miles south you'll get to Manhattan Beach so maybe that's why they mention it. This is beginning to sound like that Saturday Night Live Californians sketch where all they do is give driving directions around L.A.


"It's a state of mind, it's a state of grace
Close your eyes, drift away
The nights are warm and the days are long
Come, pretty baby, where you belong
The taste of her skin makes you feel alive
Drive down to heaven on the 105
Oooh, everybody needs a little
California

I can be your California
I can be your getaway
I love ya, but I have to warn ya
You can visit but you cannot stay
Well I could be your California baby
And we could be a flawed paradise
Nothing perfect lasts forever
But baby wouldn't that be nice?

A kiss from the sun, let it burn your skin
I'll meet you tonight but don't ask where I've been
The liquor store on 7th, they don't check IDs
Yeah a pretty girl can always get whatever she needs

I can be your California
I can be your getaway
I love ya, but I have to warn ya
You can visit but you cannot stay
Well I could be your California baby
And we could be a flawed paradise
Nothing perfect lasts forever
But baby wouldn't that be nice?

California-fornia love
California-fornia love
Love
I can be your, I can be your...

I can be your California
I can be your getaway
I love ya, but I have to warn ya
You can visit but you cannot stay
Well I could be your California baby
And we could be a flawed paradise
Nothing perfect lasts forever
But baby wouldn't that be nice"
B. J. Baker
Grant Avenue This is a big musical number in the Chinese New Year's parade scene from the musical "Flower Drum Song" which was set in San Francisco's Chinatown. The 1961 movie features the star Nancy Kwan lip syncing, but the real singer is B.J. Baker. Kwan and Baker's "I Enjoy Being a Girl" number is another highlight of the movie musical which was groundbreaking in that it featured entertainers of Asian heritage instead of non-Asian actors in "yellow-face" makeup, which was common in those days. I wish someone would have told Rogers and Hammerstein, who wrote the song for the original 1958 musical, that they're called "Cable Cars" not "trolleys" in San Francisco.


"A western street with eastern manners,
Tall pagodas and golden banners
Throw their shadows through the lantern glow.

You can shop for precious jade
or teakwood tables or silk brocade
Or see a bold and brassy night club show,
On the most exciting thoroughfare I know.

We call it
Grant Avenue, San Francisco,
California
, U.S.A.
Looks down from Chinatown
Over a foggy bay.

You travel there in a trolley,
In a trolley up you climb,
Dong! Dong! You're in Hong Kong,
Having yourself a time.

You can eat, if you are in the mood,
Shark-fin soup, bean cake fish.
The girl who serves you all your food
Is another tasty dish!

You know you
Can't have a new way of living
Till you're living all the way
On Grant Avenue. --Where is that?--
San Francisco, That's where's that!
California U.S.A."
Danney Ball and The Hollywood Songwranglers
The California Earthquake Song Danney Ball's LinkedIn page says he's from Hemet, California, and lists him as a performing BMI songwriter and the CEO of Danney Ball Productions since 1973, so he's been in the business for a long time. This country novelty song is from the album "Palm Springs, I Love You" released in 1999. He also has written songs about Palm Springs, Hemet, and Temecula.


"Hold 'er n... she's rarin' Do you hear that rumblin' sound?
Mother Earth for what it's worth Is knockin' on the ground
Move back from that fault line, save your rattled soul
They say if it's the big one we won't ever fill the hole

Please tell Mr. Richter we can't take it any more
Stop the quake, slow down the shake let us off the floor
His silly seismic rumbling has us all scared to death
Until the ground stops movin' we're gonna hold our breath

In California the powers that be are shakin' in their boots
'Cause they might lose their tax base the veggies and the fruits
The vineyards and the studios might fall into the sea
Dont' be scared just get prepared then put your mind at ease
Call the Governor's office, our town has just been hit
This jolting is revolting, terra firma don't exist

Gotta stop this agitation of our houses and our land
We're livin' at the beach now since the shiftin' of the sand
Well it measured over eight point three as shock waves ricocheted
A power that moved the likes of me, who wouldn't be afraid?

What triggered this lambasting we may never understand
A call to wake the universe who shook us with his hand

In California the powers that be are shakin' in their boots
'Cause they might lose their tax base the veggies and the fruits
The vineyards and the studios might fall into the sea
Dont' be scared just get prepared then put your mind at ease
Call the Governor's office, our town has just been hit
This jolting is revolting, terra firma don't exist

It was of such great magnitude, the yard rolled like a tide
I grabbed a china cabinet and hung on for the ride
I can't forget that tremblor tearin' fissures to our town
Our world is just a splittin' trust when the big one's goin' down

Well I felt the San Andreas move, began to roll then rock
Will this be cataclysmic or just an aftershock?
The laughing eyes of nature sees a shaker drives you blind
Don't let this madness crack the epicenter of your mind

In California the powers that be are shakin' in their boots
'Cause they might lose their tax base the veggies and the fruits
The vineyards and the studios might fall into the sea
Dont' get scared just get prepared then put your mind at ease
Call the Governor's office, our town has just been hit
This jolting is revolting, terra firma don't exist...."
Ballyhoo!
California King Ballyhoo! is a reggae rock and punk band from Maryland active since 1995. This song is from their album "Message to The World" released in 2020. It's another song about the extra-large king bed, just like Rihanna's, but that's good enough for this list.


"You said I act so dumb when I’m drunk and it’s really not cool
I said I’d rather be alone with you makin‘ out in our birthday suits

I’m tired of hanging with your lame ass friends and their phones
Pretending you like em, I know that you don’t
Thought we came to party but instead we’re taking shots and I wanna go home

So Foolish
Why we gotta always do this
Pick it up then we lose it
No, We won’t remember this tomorrow
Save it
The California king is waiting
We should go to bed, stop hating
No, We won’t remember this tomorrow

You know I can’t hold my tongue or my liquor when I’m 20 beers deep
You drank a dozen white claws, now your claws, are buried in me

Now the tension is bubbling up
People are staring, we don’t give a f**k
It’s a runaway train
An active volcano about to erupt
Enough is enough

Oh, So Foolish
Why we gotta always do this
Pick it up then we lose it
No, We won’t remember this tomorrow
Save it
The California king is waiting
We should go to bed, stop hating
No, We won’t remember this tomorrow

Sleep on it
Baby let’s sleep on it
On our California King
Where our words don’t mean a thing

Sleep on it
Baby let’s sleep on it
On our California King
Where our words don’t mean a thing
Sleep on it
Baby let’s sleep on it
On our California King
Where our words don’t mean a thing

Oh, So Foolish
Why we gotta always do this
Pick it up then we lose it
No, We won’t remember this tomorrow
Save it
The California king is waiting
We should go to bed, stop hating
No, We won’t remember this tomorrow"
The Band CAMINO
California (Live at El Rey Theatre) The Band CAMINO is a rock band founded in Memphis, Tennessee in 2015.
This rousing rocker is from their album "Heaven" released in 2017.


' Keepin' my mouth shut, 'cause I couldn't tell you
Everything I saw when I was still a boy in school
I was still a boy in school
Sometimes I feel like I've gone insane
'Cause I can't change my mind but I can't stay the same
Except you
I still feel the same about you

I can't help but dream about your song
Your voice in my head makes me feel numb
You said
"I've been home, I'm waiting on ya
Drove all the way from California
I've been home, I'm waiting on ya
I knew I couldn't live without ya
I've been home, I'm waiting on ya
Drove all the way from California
I've been home, I'm waiting on ya
I knew I couldn't live without ya"

So many people, won't make a sound
So many people looking for something to do
We're all looking for something to do
I feel annoying most of the time
But I keep on talking just to keep my mind off you
Just to keep my mind off you

I can't help but dream about your song
Your voice in my head makes me feel numb
You said
"I've been home, I'm waiting on ya
Drove all the way from California
I've been home, I'm waiting on ya
I knew I couldn't live without ya
I've been home, I'm waiting on ya
Drove all the way from California
I've been home, I'm waiting on ya
I knew I couldn't live without ya"

I've been home, I'm waiting on ya, I'm waiting on ya
I've been home, I'm waiting on ya, I'm waiting on ya....'
Banded Future
California Dreamin' Banded Future is a hip-hop duo formed in Los Angeles in 2021. This fast rap with a great old school soul chorus was released in 2022.


"Don't wake me up, just let me lie
'Cause I'm California dreamin'
California dreamin'
Don't bring me down, I wanna fly
'Cause I'm California dreamin'
California dreamin'
Don't wake me up, just let me lie
'Cause I'm California dreamin'
California dreamin'
Don't bring me down, I wanna fly
'Cause I'm California dreamin'
California dreamin'

You all I need is pretty women and some palm trees
Fruit cup ... and a cool breeze
...rollin' Colorado to Downtown
Top down new keys
Got the weather feelin' heavenly
Comin' out the house it's never under 70
All it takes is ... the melody
Now everybody ... down on my celebrity
I don't know
Papparazzi at the house I'm gated
Car ... worth ... the price I paid it
Got a little lost in the sauce but I never gave up
And I 'm really glad that I waited
Now I'm shaded, sippin' on my juice
I got a little change so I hired a masseuse
She like a hundred pounds but she made my back crack
I feel like Diddy in the city ...
Take that, take that

Don't wake me up, just let me lie
'Cause I'm California dreamin'
California dreamin'
Don't bring me down, I wanna fly
'Cause I'm California dreamin'
California dreamin'
Don't wake me up, just let me lie
'Cause I'm California dreamin'
California dreamin'
Don't bring me down, I wanna fly
'Cause I'm California dreamin'
California dreamin'...."
Wendy Jane Bantam
Rattlesnake Kate This song is about a Colorado woman nicknamed "Rattlesnake Kate" who reportedly killed 140 rattlesnakes in 1925 to protect her son, and made a dress from their skins. It's from the album "Summer Devil" released in 2017. I hope Kate didn't ship her son to California just to keep him safe from rattlesnakes, because the Golden State's got lots of buzzworms, too.


"Rattlesnake Kate, Rattlesnake Kate
This is a story about Rattlesnake Kate
Rattlesnake Kate, Rattlesnake Kate
Wore a rattlesnake dresssssss

Rattlesnake Kate, Rattlesnake Kate
Born on a dirt farm down by the lake
Rattlesnake Kate, Rattlesnake Kate
Killed a hundred forty snakes with a garden rake

Way back when in the olden days
Women were sold for a bale of hay
Sold rattles and skins to make her way
Stored the venom in a hide-a-way

Shipped her son to Califor-ni-aaaay
Rattlesnake Kate saved the day...."
Bobby Bare
California Dreams Bobby Bare is a country music singer-songwriter originally from Ohio, active since 1956. This song is from his album "The Real Thing" released in 1970. If anybody knows where I can one of those money-growing trees, let me know.


"Let me carry that old suitcase, hon'
And here's my hat to shade your pretty head from the sun
Let's keep movin' down the road that has no end, it seems
For a long time we've been dreamin' California dreams

Where the sands are gold and blue the sea
Money grows from every tree
It all waits there for you and me, California dreams

This old road gets longer every mile
And honey, I know this is no place for a woman with child
But soon we'll have someone to share our plans and our schemes
And our baby will be a part of California dreams

I should have known this would be too much for you
But I thank you, honey, for lovin' me enough to come along
'Cause you've been so true
And it just won't be the same when I reach California's shinin' sea
'Cause without you there beside me, there's just no California dreams

Where the sands are gold and blue the sea
Money grows from every tree
It all waits there for you and me, California dreams

California dreams
California..."
Warren Barker Orchestra
77 Sunset Strip - TV Show Theme This is a version of the original theme song to the private detective TV series (based on a non-existant address on the Sunset Strip in Los Angeles) that ran from 1958-1964. This version comes from the show's soundtrack album that was released in 1958. The much better original theme, with a faster tempo and finger snaps that sound like a whip cracking, was written by Mack David and Jerry Livingston, but I don't know who performed it.
Listen to the original theme here
.


"Seventy Seven Sunset Strip
Seventy Seven Sunset Strip
Seventy Seven Sunset Strip

The street that wears a fancy label
That's glorified in song and fable.
The most exciting people pass you by
Including a private eye

Seventy Seven Sunset Strip
Seventy Seven Sunset Strip
Seventy Seven Sunset Strip

You'll meet the high brow and the hipster
The starlet and the phony tipster
You'll see most every kind of gal and guy
Including a private eye

Seventy Seven Sunset Strip
Seventy Seven Sunset Strip
Seventy Seven Sunset Strip"
Courtney Barnett
Kim's Caravan Courtney Barnett, from Melbourne, Australia, is an outstanding singer-songwriter and a great guitar player, too. With a deadpan delivery she speak/sings about asthma attacks, organic vegetables, and house shopping, turning the mundane into the universal. After a couple of great EPs she released her first full album in March 2015 "Sometimes I Sit and Think, And Sometimes I Just Sit" on which you'll find this song which describes the devastation of Australia's environment, not California's, and mentions the Sunset Strip in Los Angeleeze only to clarify that she's not singing about it, she's singing about the Sunset Strip on Phillip Island, which is south of Melbourne, Australia, but it's a good excuse for me to put her on my list. For more great songs of hers check out Dead Fox, Avant Gardener, Depreston, Pedestrian at Best, An Illustration of Loneliness, and History Eraser.


"Watermarks on the ceiling
I can see Jesus and he's frowning at me
I see a dead seal on the beach
The old man says he's already saved it three times this week
Guess it just wants to die
I would wanna die too
With people putting oil into my air
But to be fair, I've done my share
Guess everybody's got their different point of view

I was walking down Sunset Strip, Phillip Island, not Los Angeles
Got me some hot chips and a cold drink
Took a sandy seat on the shore
There's a paper on the ground, it makes my headache quite profound
As I read it out aloud
It said "The Great Barrier Reef it ain't so great anymore
It's been raped beyond belief, the dredgers treat it like a whore"
I drank 'til I was sinking, sank 'til I was thinking
That I'm thankful for this view
We either think that we're invincible or that we are invisible
When realistically we're somewhere in between
We all think that we're nobody but everybody is somebody else's somebody

Don't ask me what I really mean
I am just a reflection
Of what you really wanna see
So take you want from me...."
Nessa Barrett
Tired of California Nessa Barrett, aka Nessa, is a singer-songwriter and Tik Tok personality from New Jersey, active since 2019 when she was a teenager. This song was released in 2022.


"(I'm so tired of California, I'm so tired of L.A.
Where the real thing comes as often as the California rain)

I get sick of sunshine, on my perfect skin
Vapid conversation, giving me the spins
Driving down Mulholland, closing both my eyes
'Cause they say you get more famous when you die
And everyone seems fine
Am I losing my mind?

I'm so tired of California, I'm so tired of L.A.
Where the real thing comes as often as the California rain
I got all these legal toxins in my blood and in my brain
I keep saying that I'm leaving but it doesn't work that way

I can't feel my heartbeat, way up in the hills
Burning down my mansion, didn't write a will
Front row at my funeral, crocodile tears
Came here for the weekend, but I haven't left in years
(Is that weird?)

I'm so tired of California, I'm so tired of L.A.
Where the real thing comes as often as the California rain
I got all these legal toxins in my blood and in my brain
I keep saying that I'm leaving but it doesn't work that way

Can I be young forever?
Would it be fun, forever?
Can I be young forever?
Would it be fun, forever?

(We're so tired of California, we're so tired of L.A.
Where the real thing comes as often as the California rain
We got all these legal toxins in our blood and in our brains
We keep saying that we're leaving but it doesn't work that way)

I'm so tired of California, I'm so tired of L.A.
Where the real thing comes as often as the California rain
I got all these legal toxins in my blood and in my brain
I keep saying that I'm leaving but it doesn't work that way"
Nessa Barrett (featuring jxdn)
La Di Die Jxdn is a singer-songwriter and TikTok personality from Tennessee, born in 2001. This was released in early 2021. It's got a brief mention of rain in California and an allusion to California Dreamin', and some nice word play on fame and joining the 27 club like Curt Cobain, in 9 years.


"Does it rain in California?
Only dream I've ever known
Will they love you when you're famous?
Where you'll never be alone?
Hope someday I'll find nirvana
I'll be looking down below
I'll be dead at twenty-seven
Only nine more years to go

I got a bully in my head
Fake love, fake friends
I was broken when you left
Now you hear me everywhere you go

La da di, oh la di da
Gonna be a superstar
Be the girl you used to know
Playing on the radio
La da di, oh la di die
Loving me is suicide
I'm a dreamer, I'm on fire
La da di, run for your life

Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, ah-ah-ah-ah
Yeah-yeah, I'm jxdn, I'm jxdn

Said I'm gonna be a rockstar, yeah yeah yeah
Told her I don't want a war, yeah yeah yeah
I don't see me going far, yeah yeah yeah
That's what happens when I fall apart
All of me wants all of you
But I'm far away and I can't choose
Got a lotta lessons that I need to learn
Got a lotta lessons
My depression and misconceptions
And all the mistakes that lead to lessons
My depression, it makes me question
My depression, it makes me question

La da di, oh la di da
Gonna be a superstar
Be the girl you used to know
Playing on the radio
La da di, oh la di die
Loving me is suicide
I'm a dreamer, I'm on fire
La da di, run for your life

Does it rain in California
Where the angels cry for me?
Want the drugs that taste like candy
And blood diamonds in my teeth
Ah!

La da di, oh la di da
Gonna be a superstar
Be the girl you used to know
Playing on the radio
La da di, oh la di die
Loving me is suicide
I'm a dreamer, I'm on fire
La da di, run for your life

Yeah, I'm gonna be a superstar"
Eef Barzelay
Shaker Star Eef Barzelay is an Israeli-born singer-songwriter from New Jersey, previously with the noise rock band Clem Snide. This song is from a 2009 EP he made of covers of songs from the band The Transmissionary Six called "Black Tin Rocket (Songs of the Transmissionary Six.) It's a solo acoustic guitar song that mentions the song "Death Valley Rain" which as far as I know is the song released in 2001 by Steve Wynn. Terri Tarantula wrote this song and released it in 2009, but I prefer Barzelay's version because of his slight changes to the melody that make the song soar.


"We could be unfettered
This I know for sure
Crystalize everything
Ignition contact with you, with you

(Chorus)

Shaker shaker, start the car
Shaker, shaker star
Shaker shaker, start the car
Shaker, shaker star
Let's fall in love with a song
Drums and guitar
Drive around singin'
Death Valley Rain
Again

Sky might drench tomorrow
Flood the whole damn week
Biblical commandment
Ingnition contact with you with you

(Chorus)

This might sound unteathered
The rope's got two ends like we do
Take one and I'll take the other
Ignition to contact with you with you

(Chorus)"
Be Calm Honcho
I Love California Be Calm Honcho is a group from the San Francisco Bay Area. The band is fronted by Shannon Harney from Shannon Harney & the Everybody Band. This song is off the album "Honcho Dreams" released in 2014.


"Along the highway
Cursing with the gang again.
We on another getaway
We are best friends.
And you are better than you think
Wish you could see what I can see
You are better than you think
Wish you could see what I can see

And the boys drove up from Los Angeles that weekend
Hugging the 1 like a bible and smoking all the while
The girls descended down from the clouds of San Francisco
Window draping limbs for better tracing pelicans

I love California like you do
I fall for her harder in the full moon
Meet me by the creek
I’ll be there all day
Wading in waist deep
Beneath the meteor display

Beneath the starlight
Soaking in the deep pools
I am a firefly
Now I can really see you
And you are better than you think
Wish you could see what I can see
You are better than you think
Wish you could see what I can see

And when they finally met midway between Hollywood and The Bay
They entangled at angles and covered each other with each other
Like they’d been doing since they were teenagers
Toasting the coast and beyond and the sand they stood on
Was f**king violet

I love California like you do
I fall for her harder in the full moon
Meet me by the creek
I’ll be there all day
Wading in waist deep
Beneath the firework display"
Be Calm Honcho
Pretty on the West Coast This song is from the EP "Together" released in 2013, as far as I can figure out. Of course "the West Coast" refers to more than just California, but, no offense to Oregon or Washington, this song is obviously not about either of those states with lines such as "...the land that the sun loves most..."


"Ain't if fun
To be pretty on the west coast
Ain't it a good time
To be free in the land that the sun loves most

I know that we are kings
I swear we'll be big
Just livin out our dreams
Couldn't pay us to quit

I know we are cool
I know we'll be fine
We did everything we could
To not make up our mind..."
The Beach Boys
California Calling The Beach Boys are a rock band formed in Hawthorne, CA, in 1961. This is one of many of their songs about California from their album "The Beach Boys" released in 1985.


"If everybody in the U.S.A
Could come with us to Californ-i-a
We could take 'em to a place out west
Where the good sun shines everyday

Now there's a touch o' Californ-i-a
In everyone who's ever been this way
And when your telephone begins to ring
And the operator comes on the line

California callin'
I'll be there right away
There's some beautiful women
Gonna find me one
To show me how to ride the ultimate wave

Now I've joined the surfin' nation and so
I'll take a permanent vacation and go
To the golden shores of 'Frisco Bay
I'll ride 'em all the way to Malibu

And I'll take ya' boogie boardin' with me
'Cause when we're surfin' it's so great to be free
And when you're on a California beach
You might even find 'em windsurfin' too..."
The Beach Boys
California Dreaming This is a great version of the Mamas & the Papas song released in 1965. This one was released in 1986 on the Beach Boys album "Made in U.S.A."
The Beach Boys
California Feelin' This song was recorded in 1978 but not released officially until it was included on the "Made In California" compilation in 2013. It was first recorded as a demo in 1974, which you can also listen to on YouTube.

Brian Wilson recorded it in 2002 for the album "The Beach Boys Classics... Selected By Brian Wilson." Beach Boy Al Jardine also recorded a solo version on his album "A Postcard from California" released in 2010.


"I was walking down the beach
At San Onofre
It was such a beautiful day, like most days
The wind was blowin' through my hair
Sunlight chased my cares away
And the sun dances in the morning sky

When you're driving through L.A.
Watch the cliffs below
On beautiful Laguna Street Arch Bay
The wind was blowin' through my hair
Sunlight chased my cares away
And the sun dances through the morning sky

California feelin'
California feelin'
California feelin'
California feelin'

When you're down in New York City
And the sky turns gray
Nearly froze thinkin' of Californ-i-a

Ah
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Do doo doo doo doo doo ah

California feelin'
California feelin'
California feelin'
California feelin'
California feelin'
California feelin'
California feelin'

Look at the orange groves
And taste a grapefruit from a grapefruit tree
Feel the loveliness and beauty
Of that California, California feeling
Feelin' "
The Beach Boys
California Girls The classic 1965 surf pop song is the album "Summer Days (And Summer Nights)" released in 1965.


"Well East coast girls are hip
I really dig those styles they wear
And the Southern girls with the way they talk
They knock me out when I'm down there

The Mid-West farmer's daughters really make you feel alright
And the Northern girls with the way they kiss
They keep their boyfriends warm at night

I wish they all could be California
I wish they all could be California
I wish they all could be California girls

The West coast has the sunshine
And the girls all get so tanned
I dig a French bikini on Hawaiian island
Dolls by a palm tree in the sand

I been all around this great big world
And I seen all kinds of girls
Yeah, but I couldn't wait to get back in the States
Back to the cutest girls in the world

I wish they all could be California girls
I wish they all could be California
I wish they all could be California girls...."
The Beach Boys
California Saga: Beaks of Eagles
California Saga: Big Sur
California Saga: California
The Beach Boys were sent to the Netherlands in 1972 to try to snap Brian Wilson out of his depression. The album that followed, Holland, contained three "California Saga" songs - Beaks of Eagles, Big Sur, and California:


Beaks of Eagles

"...An eagle's nest on the head of an old redwood on one of the
precipice-footed ridges
Above Ventana Creek, that jagged country which nothing but a fallen meteor will ever plow: no horseman
Will ever ride there, no hunter cross this ridge but the winged ones, no
one will steal the eggs from this fortress.
The she-eagle is old, her mate was shot long ago, she is now mated
With a son of hers.
When lightning blasted her nest she built it again on the same tree, in
the splinters of the thunder bolt.

In a broken shack an old man takes his time about dyin'
And just at the back a wild flowerbed that he'll lie in
In dawn's new light a man might venture
A horse drawn stage from Monterey.

The she-eagle is older than I: she was here when the fires of eighty-five
raged on these ridges,
She was lately fledged and dared not hunt ahead of them, but ate scorched
meat.
The world has changed in her time; humanity has multiplied,
But not here; men's hopes and thoughts and customs have changed, their
powers are enlarged, their powers and their follies have become fantastic...."


Big Sur

"...Big Sur I've got plans for you
Me and mine are going to
Add ourselves to your lengthy list of lovers
(Big Sur mount)
And live in canyons covered in springtime green
Wild birds and flowers to be heard and seen
And with my old guitar
I'll make up songs to sing.
Where bubbling springs from the mountainside
Join the Big Sur river to the oceanside
Where the kids can look for sea shells at low tide
Big Sur my astrology it says that I am made to be
Where the rugged mountain meets the water ...."


California

"Water, water, get yourself in the cool, clear, water
The sun shines brightly down on the bay
The air's so clean it'll just take your mind away
Take your mind away
Take your mind away Have you ever been south of Monterey
Barrancas carve the coast line and the chaparral flows to the sea
... ... ... ...

Have you ever been down Salinas way?
Where Steinbeck found the valley
And he wrote about it the way it was in his Travels With Charley.
And have you ever walked down through the sycamores
Where the farmhouse used to be?
There the monarch's autumn journey ends
On a windswept cyprus tree."
The Beach Boys
Had to Phone Ya This song is from the "15 Big Ones" album released in 1976. Brian Wilson said that it's about letting his friends know that they were free to call him for help when their world was upside down. That meant a lot more in 1976 when everybody didn't carry an instant communicator in their pocket.


"Had to phone ya
Had to phone ya just to talk to you
Had to phone ya
just to tell ya I was missing you

It lifts my spirits every single time
Sometimes you're busy for awhile
But when you get through
It makes me smile

An when I phone ya
California's not so far away
You're not alone ya know I'm only just a dial away

I visualize that you're looking fine
Feels so good when you come on the line

You (you) you (you) you (you) you (you)
You (you) you (you) you (you) you (you)
You (you) you (you) you (you) you (you)
You (you) you (you) you (you)

Come on
Come on and answer the phone
Come on come on
(I hope you're home)
Come on and answer the phone
Come on come on
(I hope you're home)
Come on and answer the phone
Come on come on
(I hope you're home)
Come on and answer the phone
Come on come on
(I hope you're home)
Come on and answer the phone
Come on come on
(I hope you're home)
Come on and answer the phone
Come on come on
(Hello, hey Brian!)
(I hope you're home)"
The Beach Boys
Santa Ana Winds This is from "Keepin' The Summer Alive" released in 1980.

The Santa Ana winds are strong, hot, dry winds that come down from the high deserts towards the valleys and coastal plains, exaggerated by the mountain passes. They often blow during autumn when they're infamous for fanning the flames of wildfires. They're also called "devil winds" and they can make it feel like you're in Hell.


"Here in Southern California there is a weather condition known as the
Santa Ana Winds.

Fire wind oh desert wind
She was born in a desert breeze
And wind her way
Through Canyon Way
From the desert to the silvery sea

In every direction
See the perfection
And see the San Gabriel Mountain scene
Santa Ana winds
keep blowin' across my eyes
Santa Ana winds keep blowin' across my eyes

Fill my sails
Oh desert wind
And hold the waves high for me

Then I will come
And test my skill
Where the Santa Ana winds blow free

In waves of elation
My part of creation
Becoming one with the boundless sea

Santa Ana winds keep blowin' across my eyes
Santa Ana winds keep blowin' across my eyes

I am the wind
Oh desert wind
On my pilgrimage to the sea

I will prevail
I will not fail
To bring life into humanity

My song is creation
(???) the nation
Whispering the wisdom and its purity

Santa Ana winds keep blowin' across my eyes
Santa Ana winds keep blowin' across my eyes
Santa Ana winds keep blowin' across my eyes
Santa Ana winds keep blowin' across my eyes
Santa Ana winds..."
The Beach Boys
Surfin' U.S.A. This big hit is from the band's second album "Surfin' U.S.A." released in 1963. The music is similar to Chuck Berry's "Sweet Little Sixteen" and he is given writing credit along with Brian Wilson.


"If everybody had an ocean
Across the U. S. A.
Then everybody'd be surfin'
Like Californi-a
You'd seem 'em wearing their baggies
Huarache sandals too
A bushy bushy blonde hairdo
Surfin' U. S. A.

You'd catch 'em surfin' at Del Mar
Ventura County line
Santa Cruz and Trestle
Australia's Narrabeen
All over Manhattan
And down Doheny Way

Everybody's gone surfin'
Surfin' U.S.A.

We'll all be planning that route
We're gonna take real soon
We're waxing down our surfboards
We can't wait for June
We'll all be gone for the summer
We're on surfari to stay
Tell the teacher we're surfin'
Surfin' U. S. A.

Haggerties and Swamies
Pacific Palisades
San Onofre and Sunset
Redondo Beach L. A.
All over La Jolla
At Wa'imea Bay

Everybody's gone surfin'
Surfin' U.S. A....."
Beach House
Drunk in L.A. Beach House is a duo formed in Baltimore in 2004 that became synonymous with "dream pop" in the 2010s. This song is from their album "7" released in 2018. It's set in L.A. even though it doesn't mention the city except in the title. According to the notes on notes on Genius.com, the singer and lyricist Victoria Legrand said this about the song in an interview "There’s a lot of imagery throughout the record, like the shooting stars on “Woo,” that could be related to that kind of thing. Like an old starlet sitting in a bar in the dark by herself, someone who maybe had an insane life that no one will know about because there’s no one to talk to but themselves now. I think the song’s title symbolizes the darkness of L.A., but it’s more of a poetic acknowledgement of the L.A. of the mind. The actual place too, but we’re aware of the glamour from an outside perspective."


"Can't help seeking corners
Of dark and dead end rooms
Where the drinks keep pouring down
And the candles keep me warm
Isolation tenders
Something fragile coming soon
Skinny angels making eyes at cameras
Perched in every room

I had a good run playing horses in my mind
Left my heart out somewhere running
Wanting strangers to be mine
Memory's a sacred meat
That's drying all the time
On a hillside I remember
I am loving losing life

Strawberries in springtime
Pretty happy accidents
My awareness that I'm lucky
Rolling clouds over cement
Maybe there's a screenplay
Or a bathroom I can hide
Down the hallways of a high school
And the dances left behind

I had a good run playing horses in my mind
Left my heart out somewhere running
Wanting strangers to be mine
I would climb the Eiffel Tower
Write letters on the sky
How many turns it took to reach you

I had a good run playing horses in my mind
On a hillside I remember
I am loving losing life"
The Beat Farmers
Riverside The Beat Farmers were a cowpunk band formed in San Diego in 1983. This is from their 1986 album "Van Go." There's probably a town called Riverside in every state, but this song is definitely about Riverside California, which still has some orange groves left for a late night rendezvous.


"When you moved up to Riverside
You thought the answer was hidden there
But it just turned out to be a place to hide
Baby, that town treated you so unfair

So meet me on out in the orange grove baby
We'll never back down at the broad wet storm
If the grove gets wet, it'll freeze tonight
But I got something that'll keep us warm

The moon-cat might be walkin' tonight
The fog's rollin' in, no time to spare
We got the message of love to carry the light
If your daddy gets mad baby I don't care

So meet me on out in the orange grove baby
We'll never back down at the broad wet storm
If the grove gets wet, it'll freeze tonight
But I got something that'll keep us warm

And if I look at you with a wicked smile
It's cause a gypsy saw your face in my eyes
And if you give me an inch, I'm gonna take a mile
I've been waiting for you to see through my disguise"
The Beatles
Blue Jay Way The Beatles were a rock band formed in Liverpool, England in 1960. The band broke up in 1970 but it is still the best-selling music act of all time. Some people call them the best band of all time, and who am I to disagree? Blue Jay Way is a street in "The Bird Streets" region of the Hollywood Hills neighborhood of Los Angeles where the writer of this song, George Harrison, stayed in 1967.


"There's a fog upon L.A.,
And my friends have lost their way.
"We'll be over soon," they said.
Now they've lost themselves instead

Please don't be long
Please don't you be very long
Please don't be long for I may be asleep

Well, it only goes to show
And I told them where to go
Ask a policeman on the street
There's so many there to meet

Please don't be long
Please don't you be very long
Please don't be long for I may be asleep

Now it's past my bed I know
And I'd really like to go
Soon will be the break of day
Sitting here in Blue Jay Way

Please don't be long
Please don't you be very long
Please don't be long for I may be asleep

Please don't be long
Please don't you be very long
Please don't be long

Please don't be long
Please don't you be very long
Please don't be long

Please don't be long
Please don't you be very long
Please don't be long

Don't be long, don't be long, don't be long
Don't be long, don't be long, don't be long"
The Beatles with Billy Preston
Get Back This is a 1969 single that reached #1 on the Billboard charts. There is another version on the band's last album "Let it Be" released in 1969. Here's some useless trivia: It's the 12th and final song on the 12th and final released Beatles studio album (though Abbey Road was recorded after it.)

I doubt that the "California grass" Jojo seeks is the kind you have to mow every weekend, but since most of the yards I've seen in Tucson are gravel and cactus, it's possible that he did seek greener pastures, and not just the smokable kind.


"Jojo was a man who thought he was a loner
But he knew it couldn't last
Jojo left his home in Tucson, Arizona
For some California grass

Get back, get back
Get back to where you once belonged
Get back, get back
Get back to where you once belonged
Get back, Jojo
Go home"
The Beatles
Honey Pie This is from the album "The Beatles" aka "The White Album" released in 1968. It's sung by Paul who pines for his former girlfriend who went to Hollywood and became a movie star. The song is in the crooning style of the old music hall jazz (Vaudeville in the US) that Paul's father listened to and it's meant to sound like an old gramophone record from that era.


"She was a working girl North of England way
Now she's hit the big time in the USA
And if she could only hear me, this is what I'd say

Honey pie, you are making me crazy
I'm in love but I'm lazy
So, won't you please come home?

Oh honey pie, my position is tragic
Come and show me the magic
Of your Hollywood song

You became a legend of the silver screen
And now the thought of meeting you
Makes me weak in the knee

Oh honey pie you are driving me frantic
Sail across the Atlantic
To be where you belong
Honey pie come back to me, oh

Ooh, yeah
I like it like that, oh ah

I like this kind of hot kind of music
Hot kind of music
Play it to me, play it to me, Hollywood blues

Will the wind that blew her boat across the sea
Kindly send her sailing back to me?
Tee, tee, tee

Honey Pie you are making me crazy
I'm in love but I'm lazy
So won't you please come home?
Come, come back to me, honey pie

Ooooh, oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Honey pie, honey pie"
The Beau Brummels
Bless You California The Beau Brummels were a San Francisco band in the mid 1960s, one of the creators of the "San Francisco Sound." This is from their 1968 album "Bradley's Barn." The mixing engineer must have been late for a hot date because this song has one of the fastest fade-outs I've ever heard.


"I'm forced to admit
that I'm too weak to quit
and I don't have the courage to make it alone
I'm too weak to get through a day on my own

wasted once again and I think i've fallen
I tried to stand my ground but I'm fallin' down
yes, I've tasted life again and I think I've fallen
ah tell me my old friend about fallin' down

pick me up, dust me off, but don't run me through it
cause I didn't mean to do it again
tried to find my mind but my head is hollow
it's hard to speak your peace when nothin's there
so if I try to leave, please don't follow
cause I ain't really goin' anywhere

if you're lookin' for a platform
stand with me
stand with me
the true reformer is the new performer
bless you California
you're the only state for me

every little person with a little radio waitin for somebody to tell 'em where to go
what you're singin's in the realm of worldly things and
when it sinks in do ya bring 'em into the fold?
tryin' to find my mind but my head is hollow
it's hard to speak your peace when nothin' there
so if I try to leave, please don't follow
cause I ain't really goin' anywhere."
The Beautiful South
101 Percent Man The Beautiful South was an English pop rock band formed in 1988. This song is from the band's eighth studio album "Gaze" released in 2003.


"I've seen these people described as mad
But find men kissing too odd
Say all their friends are gay when in fact
They gave a man in tight vest a quick nod

And all those threats, if you keep kissing
They're gonna go report you to God
Yet if Christ really had that many disciples
There was probably one of you in his squad

And any news you receive would lead you to believe
Of the other world little is known
So that every gay presenter should really wear a sweater
With 'Kids, don't try this at home'

There are gay men who've knocked homophobics clean out
When most would have turned and ran
Gay men who hate it when they get called queer
And gay men who don't give a damn

Some gay men go wearing women's makeup
Just to prove to themselves they can
And on the masculine side of this whole wide world
There is no 101 percent man

Those who have only seen Gay Pride
Think it's a lifelong license to shock
But men have kissed men since way back when
If you were caught, you'd be put in the stocks
... ... ...
And when the Tom Robinson band sang
'Sing if you're glad to be gay'
We all joined in, and though most of us weren't
The song seemed to show us the way

And as the song reached it's end, you looked for the friend
That made singing along feel okay
It ain't San Francisco
But you're end-of-term disco
And the dance floor's beginning to sway...."
Beck
Debra Beck is a Grammy-winning singer/songwriter/producer from Los Angeles active since 1989. His breakthrough hit "Loser" in 1994 put him on the map. This song is from his 1999 album "Midnight Vultures."  I'm so tired of popular songs product-placing expensive cars and other luxuries, so it always makes me smile when I hear Beck sing "...lady, step into my Hyndai" which in 1999 was about as cheap a car as you could buy. Besides the shout out to Glendale, there's a hidden L.A. reference: Zankou Chicken is a chain of restaurants in the L.A. area.


"I met you at JC Penney
I think your name tag said "Jenny"
I cold step to you with a fresh pack of gum
Somehow I knew you were lookin' for some
Like a fruit that's ripe for a pickin'
I wouldn't do you like that Zankou Chicken
Cause only you've got a thing
That I just got to get with
I just got to get with you
And you know what we're gonna do

I want to get with you
And your sister
I think her name's Debra

I want to get with you
And your sister
I think her name's Debra

I pick you up late at night after work
I said lady, step inside my Hyundai
I'm gonna take you up to Glendale
Gonna take you for a real good meal

Cause when our eyes did meet
Girl you know I was packin' heat
Ain't no use in wastin' no time gettin' to know each other
You know the deal
Cause only you got a thing
That I just got to get with
Got to get with

I want to get with you, girl
And your sister
I think her name's Debra...."
Beck
Hollywood Freaks This is another song from Beck's album "Midnight Vultures" released in 1999.


"....We drop lobotomy beats
Evaporated meats
On the hi-tech streets
We go solo
Dance floors and talk shows
Hot dogs, No Doz
Hot sex in back rows

I wanna know what makes you scream
Be your twenty million dollar fantasy
Treat you real good
Expensive jeans
Hollywood freaks on the Hollywood scene

Touch it real good if you want a piece
Party people know I'm that type of freak

People look so snooty
Take pills, make them moody
Automatic bazooty
Zero to tutti frutti
Sex in the halls
Niagara Falls
Local shopping malls receive anonymous calls

Hot like a cheetah
Neon mamacita
Eat at Taqueria
Pop lockin' beats from Korea
Looking like jail bait
Selling lots of real estate
Looking like a hot date
Banging like an 808

Do you want to feel this?
Do you want to feel this?

Norman Schwartzkopf!
Something tells me you want to go home!
Champagne, bibles, custom clothes you own
Calling up from special area codes
Hollywood notes with the Hollywood phones
I got nothing to do, nowhere to go
I'll tell you what you want
If you want to know...

Jocking my Mercedes!
Probably have my baby!
Shop at Old Navy!
He wish he was a lady!

Do you wanna feel this?
Do you wanna feel this?

Dance floors, all the talk shows
Hot dogs, No Doz
Hot sex in back rows
You know
Hyundai Dodge, tricked out
Christmas in July
6.2 percent!
Yeah, you fill in the blanks
Sha-na-na-na-na-na, yeah!
Tutti frutti!
Automatic bazooti!
Yeah, I'm mixin' business with leather! (laughs)"
Bee Gees
Massachusetts The Bee Gees were a pop group from England and Australia that formed in 1958 and became one of the best-selling artists of all time and rock 'n' roll hall of fame members. Unlike a lot of pop groups, they wrote their own songs. This one was a huge hit from 1967. The singer has returned to his home from San Francisco only to find that everybody else had left to become a San Francisco hippie, too.


"Feel I'm goin' back to Massachusetts
Something's telling me I must go home
And the lights all went out in Massachusetts
The day I left her standing on her own

Tried to hitch a ride to San Francisco
Gotta do the things I wanna do
And the lights all went out in Massachusetts
They brought me back to see my way with you

Talk about the life in Massachusetts
Speak about the people I have seen
And the lights all went out in Massachusetts
And Massachusetts is one place I have seen

I will remember Massachusetts...."
Before You Exit
Heart Like California Before You Exit is a band of three brothers from Florida, based in Los Angeles, active since 2007. This upbeat pop song is a single released in 2014.


"She's got a heart like California
And a smile like a Hollywood dream
She's like a sunset back in Florida
And a top-down summer breeze

Take it back to the night that we met
She was standing there in a little black dress
I was playing it cool, trying hard to impress
She was driving me crazy
I remember she was looking at me
I was looking back, thinking how could this be?
She was doing her best to make it hard for me to breathe
I was feeling so crazy

Like na-na, na-na, na-na
Show me how to get a girl like that
Na-na, na-na, na-na
So she can love me right back

She's got a heart like California
And a smile like a Hollywood dream
She's like a sunset back in Florida
And a top-down summer breeze
We'd be cruising through L.A.
Stopped on the freeway
Doin' what we wanna do
And I'm gonna be there for her
'Cause I'm in love with a girl with a heart like California
Woo, ooh-ooh, ooh, oooh
Woo, ooh-ooh, ooh
Heart like California
Woo, ooh-ooh, ooh, oooh
Woo, ooh-ooh, ooh
Heart like California

There we were, I remember that time
She was singing loud, we were feeling alright
And I'm thinking she knew of the way
That she might've been driving me crazy

Like na-na, na-na, na-na
Show me how to get a girl like that
Na-na, na-na, na-na
So she can love me right back

She's got a heart like California
And a smile like a Hollywood dream
She's like a sunset back in Florida
And a top-down summer breeze
We'd be cruising through L.A.
Stopped on the freeway
Doin' what we wanna do
And I'm gonna be there for her
'Cause I'm in love with a girl with a heart like California
Woo, ooh-ooh, ooh, oooh
Woo, ooh-ooh, ooh
Heart like California
Woo, ooh-ooh, ooh, oooh
Woo, ooh-ooh, ooh
Heart like California

We'd be out until sunrise
And we'd be dancin' all night
Even if I'm just dreaming
Of being with her, you know I'm still gonna try
And we'd be driving on Sunset
And we'd be doing it right
And I'm getting this feeling, when I'm with her
I'm in love with a girl with a

Heart like California
And a smile like a Hollywood dream
She's like a sunset back in Florida
And a top-down Summer Breeze
She's got a heart like California
And a smile like a Hollywood dream (Smile like a Hollywood dream)
She's like a sunset back in Florida
And a top-down summer breeze
We'd be cruising through L.A.
Stopped on the freeway
Doin' what we wanna do
And I'm gonna be there for her
'Cause I'm in love with a girl with a heart like California
Woo, ooh-ooh, ooh, oooh
Woo, ooh-ooh, ooh
Heart like California
Woo, ooh-ooh, ooh, oooh
Woo, ooh-ooh, ooh
Heart like California

Yeah, I want ya
Yeah, I know that
She's got a heart like California
Yeah, I want ya
Yeah, I know that
She's got a heart like California"
Tara Beier
California Tara Beier is a singer-songwriter fro Canada, active since 2007. This is a country/rock cover of the 1971 Joni Mitchell song from Beier's upcoming EP "Her Story." You can see the lyrics under Joni Mitchell.
Tara Beier
Hollywood Angel This is a folk pop or country pop song, or maybe it's an alt country song, let's just call it a mixed genre song, from the album "California 1970" released in 2017.


"She’s the Hollywood angel of the light
She calls out alone at night
She tries to remember the happy times
She believes in you and I

Cause all I know
I’m going somewhere
I’m going somewhere

Sometimes she has to say goodbye
To the ones she loves behind
Gotta let go in order to grow
And forgive all your foes

Cause all I know
I’m going Somewhere
I’m going Somewhere

She won’t let go of the light she holds
She won’t let go of the light she holds

There will be storms
There will be grey
There will be cold and dark days
But she can see the light from faraway
Everything’s gonna be ok

Cause all I know
I’m going Somewhere
I’m going Somewhere
She won’t let go of the light
She won’t let go of the light
She won’t let go of the light
She won’t let go of the light now"
The Bellamy Brothers
Blue California The Bellamy Brothers are a music duo of brothers from Florida, active since 1968. This song is from their album "Life Goes On" released in 2000.


"I hit the road to California down Highway Number One
In my heart and in my mind my country lady
I know every single station, they play the same old song
And I know I’m on the way where I belong

Blue, blue, blue California
(California)
All I wanna do is get on back to you
Blue, blue, blue California
(California)
You’re the only one to make my dream come true

Long ago I had to leave you cos I really had no choice
I was living every night and day for you
Up ahead I see the mountains lying in the blazing sun
And I can feel my heart beating, I’m back home

Blue, blue, blue California
(California)
All I wanna do is get on back to you
Blue, blue, blue California
(California)
You’re the only one to make my dream come true

Blue, blue, blue California
(California)
All I wanna do is get on back to you
Blue, blue, blue California
(California)
You’re the only one to make my dream come true
You’re the only one to make my dream come true"
Belle and Sebastian
Piazza, New York Catcher Belle and Sebastian are an Indie pop/folk pop band formed in Scotland in 1996.
This song is from their sixth studio album "Dear Catastrophe Waitress" released in 2003 and was on the Juno soundtrack. Mike Piazza is a Hall-of-Fame catcher who played for the Mets when this song was released. Persistent rumors that he was gay forced him to deny it in 2002. I have no idea what the song means and neither does Genius.com. Wickipedia says the singer wrote it for his wife when they were still courting.


"Elope with me Miss Private and we'll sail around the world
I will be your Ferdinand and you my wayward girl
How many nights of talking in hotel rooms can you take?
How many nights of limping round on pagan holidays?
Oh elope with me in private and we'll set something ablaze
A trail for the devil to erase

San Francisco's calling us, the Giants and Mets will play
Piazza, New York catcher, are you straight or are you gay?
We hung about the stadium, we've got no place to stay
We hung about The Tenderloin and tenderly you tell
About the saddest book you ever read
It always makes you cry
The statue's crying too and well he may

I love you I've a drowning grip on your adoring face
I love you my responsibility has found a place
Beside you and strong warnings in the guise of gentle words
Come wave upon me from the family wider net absurd
"You'll take care of her, I know it, you will do a better job"
Maybe, but not what she deserves

Elope with me Miss Private and we'll drink ourselves awake
We'll taste the coffee houses and award certificates
A privy seal to keep the feel of 1960 style
We'll comment on the decor and we'll help the passer by
And at dusk when work is over we'll continue the debate
In a borrowed bedroom virginal and spare

The catcher hits for .318 and catches every day
The pitcher puts religion first and rests on holidays
He goes into cathedrals and lies prostrate on the floor
He knows the drink affects his speed he's praying for
a doorway
Back into the life he wants and the confession of the bench
Life outside the diamond is a wrench

I wish that you were here with me to pass the dull weekend
I know it wouldn't come to love, my heroine pretend
A lady stepping from the songs we love until this day
You'd settle for an epitaph like "Walk Away, Renee"
The sun upon the roof in winter will draw you out like
a flower
Meet you at the statue in an hour
Meet you at the statue in an hour"
Alec Benjamin
Jesus in L.A. Alec Benjamin is a singer-songwriter from Phoenix AZ, active since 2013. This song was released in 2019. Of course you won't find Jesus in L.A. He moved out of town because he couldn't afford the rent anymore, but he did leave behind his giant sign on a trendy hotel downtown.


' Well, I shook hands with the devil
Down on the south side
And he bought us both a drink
With a pad and a pencil sat by his side
I said, "Tell me what you think"

I've been looking for my savior, looking for my truth
I even asked my shrink
He brought me down to his level
Said, "Son, you're not special
You won't find him where you think"

You won't find him down on Sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when you're tripping on some pills
When they sold you the dream you were just 16
Packed a bag and ran away
And it's a crying shame you came all this way
'Cause you won't find Jesus in L.A.
And it's a crying shame you came all this way
'Cause you won't find Jesus in L.A.

Took a sip of his whiskey
Said, "Now that you're with me
Well, I think that you should stay"
Yeah, I know you've been busy
Searching through the city
So let me share the way

I know I'm not your savior
Know I'm not your truth
But I think we could be friends
He said "Come down to my level
Hang out with the devil
Let me tell you, in the end...

You won't find him down on Sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when you're tripping on some pills
When they sold you the dream you were just 16
Packed a bag and ran away
And it's a crying shame you came all this way
'Cause you won't find Jesus in L.A.
And it's a crying shame you came all this way
'Cause you won't find Jesus in L.A."

And that is when I knew that it was time to go home
And that is when I realized that I was alone
And all the vibrant colors from the lights fade away
And I don't care what they say

You won't find him down on Sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when you're tripping on some pills
When they sold you the dream you were just 16
Packed a bag and ran away
And it's a crying shame you came all this way
'Cause you won't find Jesus in L.A.

I won't find him down on Sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when I'm tripping on some pills
When they sold me the dream I was just 16
Packed my bag and ran away
And it's a crying shame I came all this way
'Cause I won't find Jesus in L.A.
And it's a crying shame I came all this way
'Cause I won't find Jesus in L.A.'
Noah Benjamin (Panda Bear)
Hang Your Head Noah Benjamin Lennox, better known as Panda Bear, is a singer-songwriter from Baltimore and a co-founder of the experimental pop band Animal Collective. This is a 2019 single from his album "Til My Night Is Gone" released in 2020.


"Shake your hands at the heavens
But you got no cause to cry
You've been asleep for forty years
You just woke up to die
You've got no cause, no conviction
You've got nothing to call your own
And your slight-handed religion
Left your back without a bone
Hang your head down lowly now

You've been climbing Jacob's ladder
Your brothers blood on every rung
Your eyes are blind, your mind is scattered
Got no bullets for your gun
And the words your speak, are like thieves
Swinging from your gallows lips
And every breath you breathe
Reveals a little more
How low your halo's slipped
Hang your head down lowly now

There’s a strange wind blowing
You can feel it from within
Could be your imagination
Could be the Santa Ana winds

There’s a strange wind blowing
You can feel it from within
Could be your imagination
could be the Santa Ana winds
You keep a stone in your pocket
Iron bracelets on your wrists
You keep a thought of me, still thinking of you
Just for a night like this
Hang your head down lowly now"
Tony Bennett
I Left My Heart in San Francisco Tony Bennett is a jazz and traditional pop singer born in New York City and active since 1936. This song was released as a single in 1962 that became a big hit and won two Grammy Awards including record of the year. It became Bennett's signature song and one of the official anthems for the city of San Francisco and it's in the Library of Congress. It was written in Brooklyn in 1953, but it wasn't a hit until Bennett recorded it. Lots of other singers have recorded it, including these:
Julie London sang it sad and sexy in 1963.
Stevie Wonder recorded it in 1968 but it was not released by Motown until later.
Bobby Womack made it upbeat and funky in 1969.


"The loveliness of Paris seems somehow sadly gray
The glory that was Rome is of another day
I've been terribly alone and forgotten in Manhattan
I'm going home to my City by the Bay

I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway to the stars
The morning fog may chill the air, I don't care

My love waits there in San Francisco
Above the blue and windy sea
When I come home to you, San Francisco
Your golden sun will shine for me"
Chuck Berry
Back In The U.S.A. Chuck Berry was a pioneer of rock and roll music born in St. Louis. This patriotic rock classic was released way back in 1959. Linda Ronstadt had an even bigger hit with it in 1978. It was famously parodied by The Beatles in "Back in the U.S.S.R."


"Oh well, oh well, I feel so good today,
We just touched ground on an international runway
Jet propelled back home from overseas to the USA

New York, Los Angeles, oh how I yearned for you
Detroit, Chicago, Chattanooga, Baton Rouge
Let alone just to be at my home back in ol' St-Lou

Did I miss the skyscrapers? Did I miss the long freeway?
From the coast of California to the shores of Delaware Bay
You can bet your life I did, 'til I got back to the USA

Looking hard for a drive-in, searching for a corner cafe?
Where hamburgers sizzle on an open grill night and day
Yeah, and a jukebox jumping with records like in the USA

Well, I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA
Yes, I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA
Anything you want, they got it right here in the USA
I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA
Yes, I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA"
Chuck Berry
Get Your Kicks (On Route 66) A version ofthe Nat King Cole original discussed below.
Chuck Berry
Promised Land In this classic 1964 rock 'n' roll version of Planes, Trains, and Automobiles, the singer finally gets to L.A. and phones home.


"I left my home in Norfolk Virginia,
California on my mind.
Straddled that Greyhound, rode him past Raleigh,
On across Caroline.
… … … … ...
We had motor trouble it turned into a struggle,
Half way 'cross Alabam,
And that 'hound broke down and left us all stranded
In downtown Birmingham. Straight off, I bought me a through train ticket,
Ridin' cross Mississippi clean
And I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham
Smoking into New Orleans.
… … … … …
Sure as you're born, they bought me a silk suit,
Put luggage in my hands,
And I woke up high over Albuquerque
On a jet to the promised land.
… … … … …
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia,
Tidewater four ten O nine
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin'
And the poor boy's on the line."
Chuck Berry
Sweet Little Sixteen This was released in 1958 and became one of Berry's most successful songs, even though it used the same melody on his song "The Little Girl From Central" released in 1955. The melody was so good that the Beach Boys also had to steal it for "Surfin' U.S.A." until they were forced to give the credit to Berry.


"They're really rockin' in Boston
In Pittsburgh, PA
Deep in the heart of Texas
And round the Frisco Bay
All over St. Louis
And down in New Orleans
All the cats wanna dance with
Sweet little sixteen

Sweet little sixteen
She's just got to have
About a half a million
Framed autographs
Her wallet filled with pictures
She gets 'em one by one
Become so excited
Watch her, look at her run, boy

'Oh mommy, mommy
Please may I go
It's such a sight to see
Somebody steal the show
Oh daddy, daddy
I beg of you
Whisper to mommy
It's all right with you'

...  ...  ...  ... 

Sweet little sixteen
She's got the grown up blues
Tight dresses and lipstick
She's sportin' high heel shoes
Oh, but tomorrow morning
She'll have to change her trend
And be sweet sixteen
And back in class again

Well, they'll be rockin' in Boston
Pittsburgh, PA
Deep in the heart of Texas
And round the Frisco Bay
Way out in St. Louis
Way down to New Orleans
All the cats wanna dance with
Sweet little sixteen"
Best Coast
California Nights Best Coast is a California rock duo formed in L.A. in 2009 that has some west coast attitude right in their name. This song is from the duo's third studio album "California Nights" released in 2015.


"I stay high all the time
Just to get by
I climb into the sky
And my eyes, they cry

California nights
Make me feel so happy I could die
But I try to stay alive

I never wanna get so high
That I can't come back down to real life
And look you in the eyes and say
"Baby, you are mine"

Fading back and forth
I fly through my mind
I take the way I've known
But have I really grown?

California nights
Make me feel so happy I could die
But I try to stay alive

I never wanna get so high
But I can't come back down to real life
And look you in the eyes and say
"Baby, you are mine"

I never wanna get so high
That I can't come back down to real life
And look you in the eyes and say
"Baby you, oh baby you are mine"
Best Coast
The Only Place This upbeat song is from the duo's second album "The Only Place" relesed in 2012. The song doesn't specifically mention California so it could be about Hawaii or Australia or Bali, or maybe Tahiti, Mexico, Goa, Thailand, or many other places with great beaches (not Florida though - it's too flat) but the band is from L.A., so there you go.


"We were born with sun in our teeth and in our hair
When we get bored we like to sit around, sit around and stare
At the mountains, at the birds, at the ocean, at the trees
We have fun, we have fun, we have fun when we please

We wake up with the sun in our eyes It's no surprise that we get so much done
But we always, yes we always, we always have fun
Yes we always, yes we always, we always have fun

Why would you live anywhere else?
Why would you live anywhere else?
We've got the ocean, got the babes
Got the sun, we've got the waves
This is the only place for me

So leave your cold behind
We're gonna make it to the beach on time
Yeah leave the cold behind
We're gonna make it to the beach on time

Why would you live anywhere else?
Why would you live anywhere else?
We've got the ocean, got the babes
Got the sun, we've got the waves
This is the only place
This is the only place
This is the only place
This is the only place for me "
Better Than Ezra
Coyote Better Than Ezra is an alternative rock band based in New Orleans that formed in 1988. This song is from their 1993 platinum-selling album "Deluxe." It's a road trip song about driving into California, so it would be negligent of me not to point out that the singer appears to be driving west on the 40 from Texas through Tucumcari New Mexico to Barstow and beyond. Taking that route, there is no way he would ever get close to the Grand Canyon or Death Valley, and Phoenix is a couple of hours south. If he did go to Phoenix, then he would take the 10 west, not the 40 through Barstow. I suppose it's possible he took a very long detour up to the canyon and then to the valley then down to Barstow. So enjoy the song, but don't base your travel itinerary on it if you're looking to get to the west coast in a hurry.


"Heading out, you heart beating in your head
Riding of the Texas wind
Raise your feet as you cross the state line
Waking up, the Mesa sun and the sky
All the way to Tucumcari
And Santa Fe seems a stone's throw away, yeah
Coyote!
Coyote!

Coming down, the Phoenix sun on your face
Turns it to red by the afternoon
And to the right, the Grand Canyon is wide
Sing along, the needle skips in the wind
Count the stars of Death Valley
And in the dark, Barstow starts to fade
Coyote!
Coyote!
Yeah!"
Nishawn Bhullar & Priya
California Nishawn Bhullar is a Punjabi singer-songwriter. I don't know who Priya is other than she's also an Indian singer. I don't know anything about this song either except that it was put on YouTube in 2019 and it has more than 23 million views, so it's very popular. I ran sone online Punjabi lyrics through Google translator but for some reason a lot of phrases did not get translated and many that did don't make a lot of sense. Still, you can get an idea of what much of the song is saying. If anybody has a better translation, let me know!


"My father was proud of what he said
My father was proud of what he said
Main born America di
After marriage, the beauty returned to me.
After marriage, the beauty returned to me.
You can also share

I am content to stay with you
I am content to stay with you
Take the bread and put it in your mouth

Ho chief did not believe
Ho chief did not believe
On a few war jets (x2)

Ho Behrle Mukh kai mode
Ho Behrle Mukh kai mode
On sixty heads
Ho Daru's shokin wad ton
Ho Daru's shokin wad ton
To do expensive with

Ho vehli tera yar sohneye
Ni Vehli, your friend is beautiful
Do not understand the head.

Ho vehli tera yar sohneye
Ni Vehli, your friend is beautiful
Don't understand the head.

May God bless you every day
May God bless you every day
Of the Jatts asking for truth

May God bless you every day
Of the Jatts asking for truth
California wanders
California wanders
Mitra, the chief end member
When you say yes, say yes
When you say yes, say yes
Mukh kadan takni na jan mitra

Where did the villagers go?
Where did the villagers go?
Sad hearts of the seven

Ho chief did not believe
Ho chief did not believe
On a few war jets (x2)

Ho rolled in a Cadillac
Ho rolled in a Cadillac
Stay strong friends
You are visiting California
You are visiting California
To Mehda Dase Sardara

Ho munda maad kahnda rakhda
Be the boy with all intents and purposes
Lade heart bursting

May God bless you every day
May God bless you every day
Of the Jatts asking for truth
May God bless you every day
Of the Jatts asking for truth

Ho chief did not believe
On the slightly rusted jets
May God bless you every day
Of the Jatts asking for truth"
Jello Biafra with the Melvins
Kali-fornia Uber Alles, 21st Century Jello Biafra is a singer-songwriter originally from Boulder, Colorado, who was the lead singer for the Dead Kennedys, a punk band from San Francisco that is listed below. The Melvins are a rock band from Washington state active since 1983.

Collaborating with the Melvins on their 2005 album "Sieg Howdy!," Jello Biafra once again revised his 1979 song "California Uber Alles," originally about California Governor Jerry Brown, then about Ronald Reagan, to criticize the current California Governor at that time, Arnold Schwarzenneger, using several references to his movies. Schwarzenneger was not elected in typical democratic fashion, he was appointed governor after rich opponents of the sitting Governor staged a recall election, that many people considered a coup bought the governorship. The song also criticizes the Bush/Cheney presidential regime with their unnecessary wars that profitted their friends such as Haliburton.

What Biafra did not know in 2005 is that a few years later Bush's policies would drag the nation into the worst economic disaster since the great depression of the 1930s, or that Schwarzenneger, whose supporters ignored and discounted many accusations that he had sexually harassed women (which is alluded to in the song) ended his political carreer in 2011 in disgrace because of a sex scandal never ran for president.


"I am Governor Schwarzenegger
If I can I'll be dictator
When they make me President
Democracy is going away
Hasta la vista, Baby
I will command all of you
Kindergarten cop in every school
Or I vill terminate you

Kali-Fornia Uber Alles
Kali-Fornia Uber Alles
Uber Alles Kali-fornia
Uber Alles Kali-fornia

Enron will control you
Like they staged the recall coup
Steroids for de Master Race
So you all can have my face
Close your eyes, can't happen here
Bush and Cheney are already here
Third Reich won't come back, you say?
Not if Fox News has their way
Can I grope your titties today?

Kali-Fornia Uber Alles
Kali-Fornia Uber Alles
Uber Alles Kali-fornia
Uber Alles Kali-fornia

Mandate of Two-Thousand und Four
Knock Knock at your bedroom door
It's the Homeland Security Police
You're a terrorist and so is your niece
Drag you secretly to a camp
Where we keep all da Girlie Men
Don't you worry, it's for a cause
Feeding Halliburton's claws
Die on depleted uranium gas
North Korea or Iran
Run you over with my Hummer, baby
If you mess with Schwarzenegger
And all the money
That's making him bigger

Kali-Fornia Uber Alles
Kali-Fornia Uber Alles
Uber Alles Kali-fornia
Uber Alles Kali-fornia

I'll be back"
Justin Bieber (featuring Daniel Caesar & Giveon)
Peaches Justin Bieber is a singer-songwriter from Canada. Daniel Caesar is a Canadian singer and songwriter and Giveon is a singer and songwriter from California. This song, from Bieber's sixth studio album "Justice" released in 2021, debuted at #1 in the U.S. when it was released. A lot of songs have been doing that now that streaming and social media plays are counted.

The chorus, which Bieber sings seven times, celebrates one of California's most lucrative agricultural crops.


"I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, s**t)
I get my weed from California (That's that s**t)
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Bad-ass b***h)
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that’s it)"
Big Al Blake (featuring Fred Kaplan)
Leavin' California Al Blake is a blues musician from Oregon, born in 1945. Fred Kaplan is a blues musician from Los Angeles. Al Blake wrote this song which is from the album "Mr. Blake's Blues" released in 1997.


"Early in the mornin'
Waitin' for that old rooster crow
I'm cryin' goodbye sweet baby Jo
Won't see my smilin' face no more
I'm leavin' California
Headed down into Mexico

I'm tired of this rat race
I'm tired of this Tinseltown
I'm tired of this rat raceI'm gettin' tired of this Tinseltown
By tomorrow mornin'
I'll be south of the border bound

Now I've climbed a mountain high
Walked through the valley so deep
All through the pourin' rain
And in paths I could not see
I made mistakes in life
That I just won't repeat

Yeah that's my story
That's all I've got to say
I'm cryin' easy
That's all I've got to say
I'm leavin' in my walkin' shoes
By now I'll be on my way

I'm cryin' goodbye sweet baby Jo
Won't see my smilin' face no more
I'm leavin' California, hey
Headed down into Mexico"
Big Al Blake & The Hollywood Fats Band
Santa Ana's Blowin' This song about the devil winds was written by Al Blake, is from the album "Mr. Blake's Blues" released in 1997.


"Santa Ana's blowin'
I can tell by the waves out on the sea
Santa Ana's blowin'
I can tell by the waves out on the sea
I know my baby's got another man
By the way she has treated me

She was my dream
She was a midnight fantasy
She was my dream
She was a midnight fantasy
But when I woke up this mornin'
I was blue and lonesome as a man can be

Now I'm standin' here thinkin'
I'm starin' down in the deep blue sea
I'm standin' here thinkin' and I'm tremblin'
I'm starin' down in the deep blue sea
I feel like lettin' ol sharks and fishes
Have a feedin' frenzy over me"
Big & Rich
California Big & Rich is a country music duo formed in Nashville in 1998. Once in a while Shazam comes in real handy, as it did at a truck stop on the 5 in the Central Valley where I first heard this song. It's a nice slightly more rock-based cover of Tim McGraw's song from 2015 which is also on this list. It's from the duo's 2017 album "Did It for the Party." The song was written in part by Rich and he and Big sang vocals on the original, so it's no wonder they eventually made their own version.

Every
"It's a 3 day drive if she drives all night
Says she's leavin' at the crack of dawn
Well she might still be lyin' here with me
But in her heart she's already gone
Already packed up, the Altima's gassed up
She's done put the map up there on the dash
I'm all tore up just tryin' to man up
Dammin' these tears up but can't hold 'em back

Cuz she's in love with California
And that west coast sunshine dream
These ain't no Hollywoods
And these hills ain't Beverly
Ain't no beaches on these backroads
No sunset on the boulevard
She's in love with California
And breakin' my heart

Got a waitress job waitin' in an I-Hop
Throw a rock and hit Universal City
Got a glamour shot in her hip pocket
Hopin' somebody'll think she's pretty
By this time tomorrow she'll hit Colorado
I'll be drownin' my sorrow in a bottle of Beam
Before she hits Flagstaff maybe she'll backtrack
But I wouldn't bet that if I was me

Cuz she's in love with California
And that west coast sunshine dream
These ain't no Hollywoods
And these hills ain't Beverly
Ain't no beaches on these backroads
No sunset on the boulevard
She's in love with California
And breakin' my heart

Well she was all mine
Now it's go time...."
Big Audio Dynamite
Hollywood Boulevard Big Audio Dynamite was an English band formed in 1984 by Mick Jones who was formerly with the Clash from 1976-1983. This song is from the band's second album "No. 10, Upping St." released in 1986. I don't know if there ever was a place called the "Milk Bar" in Hollywood where all the celebrities in the song hung out, or if it's a reference to the Korova Milkbar in "A Clockwork Orange," or if it just refers to the traditional convenience store "milk mars" found in Britain and Australia, but nowadays the the U.S. The Milk Bar is a chain of dessert bakeries. I don't think Fatty Arbuckle, Hunter Thompson, or Salvador Dali would patronize the place, but I'd love to try their cookies next time I'm in L.A. Sadly, sugar is my vice these days.


"The Messiahs of the Milk Bar, Hellraisers to the end
Had a drop to many in a toast to all their friends
Movie stars and writers are present A to Z
Now these ain't common people, they're personalities

And they've all got a story, ohoh
Tattle talk from Tinseltown, ohoh ("yeah, yeah, look at that, yeah...")
Some of them survivors, ohohoh
Others gone to ground

There's Brendan B and Hunter T, what's a poet got to say
Hunter's looking for a story about the IRA
And Lenny isn't laughing, he nearly lost his life
Transsexual from the Transvaal slipped in as his wife

It's a star-studded scandal, ohoh
So raise your glass my friend, ohoh
The Messiahs of the Milk Bar, ohohoh
Hellraisers to the end

'The rose garden is already littered with my victims...'

And they've all got a story, ohoh
Tattle talk from Tinseltown, ohoh
Some of them survivors, ohohoh
Others gone to ground

Bukowski wants to talk, but he's had too much to drink
Threw up in the piano 'cause he thought it was the sink
Little Richard and Sal Dali singing out of key
Both hallucinated, the Sandoz was for free

Osbourne's at a party, Colin Wilson's on the line
Saying, "Listen Johnny Baby, that catchphrase is mine"
Flynn and Reed in conversation, renowned throughout the land
Used a calculator, work out who's the better man

Now Errol's got the looks and Ollie's got the strength
One is talking numbers and the others' talking length
Fatty's feeling frisky, orders more champagne
Women run out screaming, "Oh no, not again!"

And they've all got a story, ohoh
Tattle talk from Tinseltown, ohoh
Some of them survivors, ohohoh
Others gone to ground

It's a star-studded scandal, ohoh
So raise your glass my friend, ohoh
The Messiahs of the Milk Bar, ohohoh
Hellraisers to the end

The Messiahs of the Milk Bar, ohohoh
Hellraisers to the end"
The Bird and the Bee
Los Angeles The Bird and the Bee is a indie pop duo from Los Angeles. This breezy technopop song is from their album "Recreational Love" released in 2015. I get the impression that they like living in Los Angeles.


"Touch yourself and get yourself
Come alive, just driving it around
I love you more than anyone
Stop asking me where I come from

I'm from L.A., la la la la la
Living in L.A., la la la la la
Living in L.A., la la la la la
Living in L.A., la la la la la

Summer night, take off your clothes
The water's warm, our bodies glowing
Light you up and stretch it out
Now I know I could never live without

(L.A., la la la la la)
Stop asking me where I come from
(Living in L.A., la la la la la)
Tell me how to love someone
(Living in L.A., la la la la la)
Stop asking me where I come from
(Living in L.A., la la la la la)
I love you more than anyone

Los Angeles, Los Angeles
Don't listen to a thing they say
They don't need you in the same way
Los Angeles, Los Angeles
Don't ever let them change you
They don't know you like I do
Los Angeles, Los Angeles
Los Angeles, Los Angeles
Los Angeles, Los Angeles
No, you don't need their love
Los Angeles, Los Angeles
Los Angeles, Los Angeles
Los Angeles, Los Angeles
No, you don't need their love

Touch yourself, get yourself
Let yourself come alive
Put me out, pull me in
Get me off and let's hook in...."
Frank Black
California Bound Frank Black is a singer-songwriter who grew up in Los Angeles and Massachussets, where he formed the essential alternative band Pixies in the mid 1980s using the stage name Black Francis. Then he used Frank Black as a solo artist, then Frank Black and the Catholics, and then he went back to using Black Francis. Maybe some day he'll make up his mind. This is an alternative rock song from the 2002 album Black Letter Days.


"Don't worry, hey, no need for you to hide among the trees
Come into the light and you'll be free
Don't scurry, hey, it's such a lonely life up in the hills
The valley's gonna cure your every ill
Don't worry, hey, I know that you are lost but you'll be found
God willing we are California bound
God willing we are California bound

No, I never will hate you
I just want to show you the one truth
And spread my love all around

Don't worry, don't bring yourself down
Don't let your mind chase you like a hound
Don't worry, don't bring yourself down
We're coming today to save your town

No worries, heys, I know tomorrow brings the golden sun
Where there's wine and olive fruit for everyone
Do hurry, hey, now spread the news from there upon your mound
God willing we are California bound
God willing I won't put you in the ground

No, I never will hate you
I just want to show you the one truth
And spread God's love all around

Don't worry, don't bring yourself down
Don't let your mind chase you like a hound
Don't worry, don't bring yourself down
We're coming today to save your town"
Frank Black
Calistan This is from Frank Black's Teenager of the Year album (1994.)
There's a video of him singing the song solo with an acoustic guitar and explaining the song here. He says the song is about the great road, El Camino Real, the King's Highway. (The 600 mile long road that connects 21 Spanish missions in California that runs from San Diego to Sonoma County. It's not really one street anymore, except in the mind, but it's mostly highway 101.) "Wheezy" refers to the L.A. smog, St. Anne, refers to the Santa Anna winds, etc.


"I took three days to drive down one street
The radio on, tuned to the big fleet
Invisible planes are cracking the concrete
That's just what some people say

I put down my blanket on Cigarette Butt Beach
I saw the old man, he was doing OK
He's making his last stand
On old bottles and cans
'Round there, Calistan way

Used to be sixteen lanes
Used to be Nuevo Spain
Used to be Juan Wayne
Used to be Mexico
Used to be Navajo
Used to be yippy-ay-I-don't know

Went in from the weather when I got wheezy
I play some pachinko I play pachisi
And St. Anne is still making it breezy
In the valley of tar that once was L.A.

And my best friend he's the king of karaoke
He struck up a chord and he took it away
Out of the pan
And into Japan
'Round there, Calistan way

Used to be sixteen lanes
Used to be Juan Wayne
Used to Mexican
Used to be Espano Nuevo
Used to be Navajo
Used to be yippie-ay-I-don't know"
Frank Black
Los Angeles This is a great 1992 indie hard rocker from Black Francis of the Pixies about several Los Angeleses - one in So Cal, one in Chile, one in the future (2525), and one in old movies.


"I met a man
he was a good man.
Sailin' and shorin'
dancing the beta can-can
making me foreign, aaaah yeah.

I wanna live in Los Angeles
not the one in Los Angeles
not the one in South California
they got one in South Patagonia
I wanna live in Los Angeles
not the one in Los Angeles

They got a bunch down in moleville
they got a bunch more still.

I wanna live in Los Angeles
not the one in Los Angeles

They got one in 25-2-5
works just like a beehive."
Frank Black
Ole Mulholland This is from Frank Black's (Black Francis) 1994 release Teenager of the Year.


"Hey, sleepy monster in the sand
Time to get up and have a drink
Pacific Rim has a tank that thinks
That she is really something grand

Let me tell you about
When I was hanging out
Just in my dhoti, running in the dawn
Right across my lawn, I saw a coyote

Ole', Ole', Ole' for Mulholland
See the water fall
Hooray, hooray, the ants are crawling
Down on Bradbury's mall
Ole', Ole', Ole' for Mulholland

All waxed in pride, I've got a comfortable ride
And man, she could take us
Out across the salts
And out of these faults and on into Vegas

So slept a monster in the dune
Woke him up and then he drank
Pacific rim has a think tank
But does she have I.Q. for the moon?

The concrete of the aqua duct
Will last as long as the pyramid of Egypt
Or the Parthenon of Athens
Long after Joe Harriman is elected major of Los Angeles

Ole', Ole', Ole', for Mulholland
See the water fall
And hooray, hooray, the ants are crawling
Down in Bradbury's mall

Ole', Ole', Ole', for Mulholland
Yeah, it's quite a sprawl
So hooray, hooray, the sky is falling
Down on Bradbury's mall
Ole', Ole', Ole', for Mulholland, Ole'"
Frank Black and The Catholics
I Want Rock & Roll This is from the album "Pistolero" released in 2004. The singer must hate his own music because he craves rock & roll that sounds like Chubby Checker and Freddy Fender, but his own music only sounds like Frank Black.


"I want to go back to fifty-five
Ten before I was burned alive
There ain't no use in a stupid dream
My head is tired from this enthymeme
I want to hear their holy rampage
I don't mind a little ear damage
Henry Sloane in my soca soul
I'm not ashamed to say

I want rock & roll
I want rock & roll
I want rock & roll
I want rock & roll
I want rock & roll
I want rock & roll

I'd like to hear some Cubby Checker
Crush my heart with Desmond Dekker
Little itty bitty of Freddy Fender
Start me up return to sender

I want rock & roll
I want rock & roll
I want rock & roll
I want rock & roll
I want rock & roll
I want rock & roll

I want to go back to fify-five
Ten before I was burned alive
The world can be so very cold
Nothing to say except

I want rock & roll
I want rock & roll
I want rock & roll
I want rock & roll
I want rock & roll
I want rock & roll

If you're going to San Francisco
Just remember it all is disco...."
Frank Black and The Catholics
St. Francis Dam Disaster This is a story song from Dog in the Sand (2006) about floodwaters flowing to the sea after the dam, built in San Fransisquito Canyon in 1926, failed in 1928, killing an estimated 431 people.


"There was a well known water master man
He was the king
He could do anything
The St. Francis dam disaster, man
Thought she was all right
Until around midnight
Because that water seeks her own
She had a desire to flow
She was looking for somewhere to go
She was a slave to the great metropolis
She was feeling choked
She pushed the wall till it broke
When they heard the great apocalypse
At powerhouse number 2
Well, there was nothing they could do

Because that water seeks her own
Five and one half hours she would flow
She had 53 miles to go
A cascade down to Santa Clara way
Near 60 feet high
Now she's a mile wide
It was clear she was going far away
And whole towns were, too
A few got lucky in Piru
Because that water seeks her own
But four more hours she would flow
She had 29 miles more to go
She carried in her every kind of thing
House, tree, and telegraph pole
Some say a thousand souls
At 3 A.M. she gave Santa Paula a ring
She was still 25 feet high
Under a peaceful sky

Because that water seeks her own
But two more hours she would flow
She had 19 miles more to go
It was a real bad night in little Saticoy
El Rio, then Montalvo
How many, no one really knows
Ventura Beach was very scary, boy
Humanity a-pile
She went a final mile
Because that water seeks her own
Into the sea water flowed
Now forever she would go"
Blackbear
Califormula Blackbear is Matthew Musto, a singer-songwriter-producer from Florida, active since 2006. This song is from the EP "The Afterglow" released in 2014.


"I just bought some drugs
Off a man I didn't know, in the lobby
The lobby of the Roosevelt (Roosevelt)
As if you didn't warn me enough

I got that Califormula-la-la
Got that Califormula, huh-huh
One more night
I got that Califormula

No use in thinking 'bout it now
'Cause you're gone
You're gone
You're gone

So I leave it all behind
I always feel like I'm behind you
I try to sleep but I...
I'm faded out my mind
Lay me down tonight
I always feel like I'm beside you

I got that Califormula-la-la
Got that Califormula, huh-huh
One more night
I got that Califormula

Ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh
One more night
Got that Califormula-ula
Thinkin' 'bout you now
You now, you now
Where are you?
Where are you going?
You're gone
You're gone...."
Blackbear
Grey L.A. This is another song from the EP "The Afterglow" released in 2014.


"Was it even real to you baby
Cause it was real to me
Was it even real
Cause if it was real
Where are you going

Is it still the same way that you wanted it
The same way that you needed it
So tell me if it's real
Baby tell me if it's real
Tell me how you feel
Ooohhhoohhh...

I wear no color today
Window sounds of rain
Nobody at the bar
L.A. is grey today

Where are you now
Where are you going
Is it still the same way that you remember it
Or was it ill praised when it was over with
Where are you now
Where are we goin
Do you wanna change the way you remember it
Do you wanna cha-

Was it even real to you baby
Cause it was real to me
Was it even real
Cause if it was real
Where the f**k are you going...."
Blackbear
Valley Girls This is another song from the EP "The Afterglow" released in 2014.


"Mornin' Mimosa
Cocktails in the summer afternoon
Spent the evening hung over
Champagne for the night time blues
Cuz I got a new girl
She's nothin' like you
She don't do anything like you used to do
And I miss the thunder, in California
All the glory and wonder
Where's the Southern Comfort

In the winter my brother he said man f**k her find another
Keep your head up, this is summer
Funny how I had that same younger attitude
My mother said don't rush to be grown
Cuz them Valley girls will always have some growin' up to do

I ain't lookin' for lookin' for love
Just lookin' for someone to f**k
I ain't lookin' for lookin' for love
I don't need none of that
Cuz I can't wait for you
Can't stay for you
Won't change for you
And I don't want the same things as you
Not chasin' you
Not blamin' you
But I don't want the same things

And forever goes a long way

I'm usually patient
I'm tired of waiting all the time
Usually faded all the time...."
Blackbear (featuring G-Eazy)
90210 Blackbear is a singer-songwriter from Florida. G-Eazy is a rapper from Oakland. This is from the album "deadroses" released in 2015. FIDM is the Fashion Institute of Design & Merchandising college in Los Angeles, and, as anybody who ever watched TV in the '90s knows, 90210 is the zip code for Beverly Hills.


"(90210, 90210)
Oh,

What are you yellin' for you're screaming out your lungs all day and night
I can't control a girl like you
She need a Saturday away from home to drink more champagne
I can't mold a, girl like you
In all designer, to remind ya
You can't buy her, just her clothes
Can't define her, can't design her
In the 90210

I can't find her, I can't find her
In the 90210
In the 90210

What are you yellin for you're screaming out your lungs all day and night
I can't control a, girl like you
She need a Saturday away from home to drink more champagne
I can't mold a, girl like you
In all designer, to remind ya
You can't buy her, just her clothes
Can't define her, can't design her
In the 90210

I can't find her, I can't find her
In the 90210
In the 90210

What are you yellin' for you're screaming out your lungs all day and night
I can't control a girl like you
She need a Saturday away from home to drink more champagne
I can't mold a, girl like you
In all designer, to remind ya
You can't buy her, just her clothes
Can't define her, can't design her
In the 90210

I can't find her, I can't find her
In the 90210
In the 90210

Yeah, uh
Reverb on guitar plucks
Cigarettes and Starbucks
And her line of credits high
High as the line gets her better credit card cuts
So in love with the scene, uh
So in love with bein' seen
Probably it's time to intervene
But she doesn't care, so she keep the party goin' in the meantime
Kill us all over she can't rewind
If she gets her fix well then she's fine
I should prolly hit her with the peace sign
Says she wants me and I fall for it each time
She's aware she's a bad chick
Studyin' at FIDM, cutting fabric
I really think her soul's made of plastic
End of the story is inevitably tragic
Uh, yeah

I can't find her, I can't find her
In the 90210
In the 90210

90210, 90210
Yeah, yeah
I need you, come get it
I need you, I need you
Come find it, come find it
Oh oh oh oh...."
Black Whales
Rattle Your Bones Black Whales is a Seattle Band their Band Camp site tags: "alternative garage pop psyche-pop rock n roll Seattle. Rattle Your Bones is the A Side of a 7" vinyl single released in 2010.



"And oh, I try and speak,
and open up my teeth,
I can't say anything.

Tell me what you hear,
I like your point of view.
Tell me everything.

And no I can't deny,
no I can't close my eyes,
I can't fall asleep,
'cause I'll only wake up here...

In the wrong place, at the wrong time.
The wrong place, at the wrong time.

We look like trouble I guess,
and people turn their heads,
we are the dead end kids.

Here come the worker bees,
rattle your bones like tambourines.
Don't fall asleep,
'cause you'll only wake up here...

In the wrong place, at the wrong time.
The wrong place, at the wrong time. Time.

I'm going to San Francisco,
and I don't think I'm ever coming back.
I'm goin' out the window,
I'm goin' and I won't cover up my tracks, yeah,
I'm going to San Francisco,
I'm going to San Francisco,
I'm going to San Francisco,
I'm going to San Francisco...."
Perry Blake
California Perry Blake is an Irish singer/songwriter known for his downtempo melancholy style, reminiscent of some songs by Pete Drake and Leonard Cohen. This song is from his third album "California" released in 2002.


"A new life is what we need
A new life out of here
Little moments, don't you know?
Maybe go to California, where it's warm
Get some work
I can see you and I breaking waves
In the sunshine

Don't start slipping away
Don't start slipping away

No sad refrains
They belong to yesterday

Don't start slipping away
Don't start slipping away

California, California"
Perry Blake
The Hunchback of San Francisco This is from Blake's first album "Perry Blake" released in 1998.


"Morning has broken the silence of night
Now you'll have to use kindness to fight
It's just like asbestos, it sticks to your skin
It burns within

Luck is a hunchback, travelling light
With rags and transistors to hold up the sky
Drink to the hearts that San Francisco stole
But drink slow

'Cause I'm a lonely man
And you're a lonely girl
And it's a lonely world

If you make vegas, leave on the lights
I want to see your expression change
Hatred will take you to unknown heights
Drink slow

'Cause I'm a lonely man
And you're a lonely girl
And it's a lonely world"
Bleachers
Don't Go Dark Bleachers is a band from New York City fronted by singer-songwriter and producer Jack Antonoff. This song is from the album "Take the Sadness Out of a Saturday Night" released in 2021. It has a verse with a reference to The Mamas & the Papas song "California Dreamin'" and the dark side of the dream, and to their cover of "Dream a Little Dream of Me."


"What are you gonna ride for no one at all?
Hey, are you gonna cry on demand just to get your number called?
Oh, baby, I know gone
I know gone, I know out of this world
'Cause I've slept in my bed alone next to my girl
So do what you want, just don't go dark on me

'Cause you run, run, run
Run with the wild
Then you cry on my shoulder like a little child
Do what you want, just don't go dark on me
And you're waitin' to be saved, but ain't nobody comin'
It's the same party trick
You're a dream until you're running
Do what you want, just don't go dark on me
Oh, just don't go dark on me

Run, run, run
Run with the wild
You always run, run, run
Run with the wild

I dream a little dream, she's not out of it
Then I watch her take another pill
Take another pic, then flip another switch
And now she's gone
Now she's gone, now she's out of this world
It's like California dreamin' got the best of my girl
So do what you want, just take your sights off of me

'Cause you run, run, run
Run with the wild
Then you cry on my shoulder like a little child
Do what you want, just don't go dark on me
And you're waitin' to be saved, but ain't nobody comin'
If you're holdin' on to me, you're holdin' on to nothing
Do what you want, just don't go dark on me
Well, just don't go dark on me...."
Blink-182
California Blink 182 is an American pop punk band from Poway formed in 1992. This is another song about the state’s good weather, from their Grammy-nominated 2016 album “California.”


"Beige little boxes in a row
Neighbors and friends that you don't know
Here's a form go wait in line
Can't you see I'm doing fine
It's what I've always wanted

Two little kids out on the lawn
Once we had love now it's gone
Good things haven't happened yet
I'm empty as a movie set
It's what I've always wanted

Hey here's to you California
Beautiful haze of suburbia
Living in the perfect weather
Spending time inside together
Hey here's to you California

Wearing all black out on the beach
Faces I've seen in magazines
Lets take a walk out on the pier
Watch the shoreline disappear
It's what I've always wanted

Hey here's to you California
Beautiful haze of suburbia
Living in the perfect weather
Spending time inside together
Hey here's to you California...."
Blink-182
Los Angeles This is another good uptempo pop punk song from the band’s 2016 album “California” that seems to be a complaint about noise and light pollution. I guess.


“Day in day out
Up at 3 AM with the searchlights shining down
Day in day out
It's the blinding light underneath the dirt downtown
Whoa
Listen to the sound as they bomb the Sixth Street Bridge
Whoa
Listen to the sound of the voices south of Fifth

In Los Angeles when will you save me
Los Angeles when will you save me
Los Angeles when will you save me
Los Angeles I'm never coming home
(I'm never coming, I'm never coming)

Come down
I've been awake for days
Knocked out
By the sound of falling rain
Come down yeah we'll watch the sun just burn away the sky
Watch the city lights die out up on Mulholland Drive

Los Angeles when will you save me
Los Angeles when will you save me
Los Angeles when will you save me
Los Angeles I'm never coming home

Wake me when this war is over
Meet me where the skyline ends
Wake me when this war is over
Meet me where the skyline ends
Wake me when this war is over
Meet me where the skyline ends...."
Blink-182
San Diego This is another song from the album "California" released in 2016.


“Sometimes I wonder where our lives go
And question who we used to bes
Sometimes I feel like I'm the oxygen between
The cigarette and gasoline

I can't sleep cause what if I dream

Of going back to San Diego
We bought a one way ticket
So we can go see the Cure
And listen to our favorite songs in the parking lot
And think of every person I ever lost in San Diego
(To San Diego)
Can't go back to San Diego
(Can't go back to San Diego)

Abandoned houses with the lights on
Late at night I call your name
Abandoned love songs smashed across the hardwood floors
I read the sadness on your face

I can't sleep cause what if I dream

Of going back to San Diego
We bought a one way ticket
So we can go see the Cure
And listen to our favorite songs in the parking lot
And think of every person I ever lost in San Diego
(To San Diego)
Can't go back to San Diego
(Can't go back to San Diego)...."
Blontourage
California Country Blontourage is a band made up of three women from California with blonde hair. That's all we really need to know. It's one of the best names for a band ever. This song is from their album "California Country" released in 2015.


"From the beaches to the countryside
To the hustle, the bustle of those L.A. lies
Bikini tops and Daisy Dukes and cowboy boots
Take us back to our southern roots

We had stars on the sidewalk and stars in the sky
We .. fire ... whiskey and sip sweet wine
Got that wild west spirit with that ... pass
So come on girls and raise your glass

We're California country
Dreaming of the good times and living our dreams
A taste of southern beauty
Got the best of both worlds and we're lovin' and livin' in
California country

Well we're doin' what comes naturally
Alway a lady but can get a little crazy
We're sweet as candy but strong as steel
So come on y'all let's raise some hell

We're California country
Dreaming of the good times and living our dreams
A taste of southern beauty
Got the best of both worlds and we're lovin' and livin' in
California country

From the mountains to the prairies to the ocean white with foam
We're country girls at heart and California is our home

We're California country
Dreaming of the good times and living our dreams
A taste of southern beauty
Got the best of both worlds and we're lovin' and livin' in
California country

Daisy Dukes, bikinis on top
We're California country
I wish they all could be California girls"
Blue Oyster Cult
Shadow of California Blue Oyster Cult is a hard rock band formed in New York in 1967. This song is from their album "Revolution By Night" released in 1987.


"Beneath the freeway at the cloverleaf junction
A symbol of good luck emanates darkness
The shadow will grow to cover California
Somewhere on the road from San Bernardino
Its future is steering the past... will not pass

Speed is the game in the shadow of kings
Where the company of angels fly
They appear at the crossroads at once in the future
Clad in the darkness on the highways of night
With no love... From the past

Night makes right
The symbol remains
Into the darkness
Must pour the brains
In the shadow of California

Revolution by night grant me this future
Kings of the shadow on the highways of night
From San Bernardino these angels are racing
This night to your city
The host of angels... Los Angeles

Night makes right
The symbol remains
Into the darkness
Must pour the brains
In the shadow of California
In the shadow of California
In the shadow of California
In the shadow of California

Revolution by night
Into the darkness
Into the darkness
Into the darkness
Into the darkness
Into the darkness
Revolution by night
Into the darkness
Into the darkness
Into the darkness...."
The Blues Image
Ride Captain Ride The Blues Image was a rock band from Florida who moved to L.A. like most every other band in the '60s. This song was their biggest hit, from their second album "Open" released in 1970.


"Seventy-three men sailed up
From the San Francisco Bay,
Rolled off of their ship
And here's what they had to say.
'We're callin' everyone to ride along
To another shore,
We can laugh our lives away
And be free once more.'
But no one heard them callin',
No one came at all,
'Cause they were too busy watchin'
Those old raindrops fall.
As a storm was blowin'
Out on the peaceful sea,
Seventy-three men sailed off to history.

Ride, captain ride
Upon your mystery ship,
Be amazed at the friends
You have here on your trip.
Ride captain ride
Upon your mystery ship,
On your way to a world
That others might have missed."

Seventy-three men sailed up
From the San Francisco Bay,
Got off their ship
And here's what they had to say.
'We're callin' everyone to ride along
To another shore,
We can laugh our lives away
And be free once more.'

Ride, captain ride
Upon your mystery ship,
Be amazed at the friends
You have here on your trip.
Ride, captain ride
Upon your mystery ship,
On your way to a world
That others might have missed.
Ride, captain ride
Upon your mystery ship,
Be amazed at the friends
You have here on your trip."
Blues Pills
California Blues Pills are a rock band from Sweden formed in 2011. This is from the album "Holy Moly!" released in 2020.


"Put your hand into mine
Let me inside your head
I put my faith in a lie
But I promise I won't regret
Oh yeah

I wanna go back
To California
That first time we met
I hope that maybe just then
You'll?remember?the?way
You loved me?back then

Oh, put?your faith in me (me)
I'll be anything you want me to be
I took away my eyes (eyes)
Don't they say love is blind?
(Don’t they say love)

I wanna go back
To California
That first time we met
I hope that maybe just then
You'll remember the way
You loved me back then

I don't care about your little friend
(About your friend)
Or where your night is spent
(Your night is spent)
I don't mind
I don't mind
How you spend your time
I don't mind
Ahhhh
I don't mind
I don't mind
How you spend your time
Won't be wastin' mine
Ahhhh

So put your hand into mine
And I promise you won't regret"
Daniel Blunt
Tonight, Tonight (We're Dancing on the Edge of the Hollywood Sign) I couldn't find any information about Daniel Blunt. This pop rock song is from his album "Show Me the Place" released in 2012. It's a cover of the song by Hot Chelle Rae released in 2011.
James Blunt
California James Blunt is a singer-songwriter from England, whose album "Back to Bedlam" released in 2000 was the best-selling album of the 2000s in the UK. This song comes from his fifth album "The Afterlove" released in 2017.


"High heels, no clouds
Sun-kissed in crowd
Can't stop, slow down
I want ya, I want ya
No cold, no rain
One kiss, no pain
Tell me again
I want ya, I want ya

You don't wanna talk, then you wanna talk
Then you wanna tell me I'm wrong and to move along
Then you wander back in my heart like a bitter song
And we're never done cause I need your love, I need your love

California, Hallelujah
You and me gonna live for today girl
I'm the luckiest man in the whole world
Stole my heart but can't afford ya
All I know is I'm with you today girl
I'm the luckiest man in the whole world

Lies you don't keep
Hurt and I bleed
But you're so sweet
And I want ya, I want ya
Yeah

You don't wanna talk, then you wanna talk
Then you wanna tell me I'm wrong and to move along
Then you wander back in my heart like a bitter song
And we're never done cause I need your love, I need your love

You don't wanna talk, then you wanna talk
Then you wanna tell me I'm wrong and to move along
Then you wander back in my heart like a bitter song
And we're never done cause I need your love, I need your love, yeah

California, Hallelujah
You and me gonna live for today girl
I'm the luckiest man in the whole world
Stole my heart but can't afford ya
All I know is I'm with you today girl
I'm the luckiest man in the whole world

Come on, come on, I see it in your eyes
Come on, come on, just love me for one night
Come on, come on, I see it in your eyes
Come on, come on, just love me for one night

California, Hallelujah
You and me gonna live for today girl
I'm the luckiest man in the whole world
Stole my heart but can't afford ya
All I know is I'm with you today girl
I'm the luckiest man in the whole world

California, Hallelujah
Then you wander back in my heart like a bitter song
And we're never done cause I need your love, I need your love
Stole my heart but can't afford ya
Then you wander back in my heart like a bitter song
And we're never done cause I need your love, I need your love"
Body Count
Body Count Body Count is a band that mixes heavy metal, punk, and rap, formed in L.A. in 1990 and fronted by rapper and actor Ice-T. This song is from their self-titled album released in 1992 when the violence and crime and police brutality in L.A.'s African American neighborhoods were a common topic in rap songs and movies. The album was released only a month before the Rodney King Riots exploded across L.A. but well after the video of cops beating up Rodney King was shown almost every day on TV. The album also contained the song "Cop Killer" that, of course, angered a lot of cops. But that was 1992 - since the year 2000 until now (2018) Ice-T has played a cop on TV. You gotta love it.


"You know sometimes I sit at home, you know,
And I watch T.V. and I wonder what it would be like
To live someplace like, you know, the Cosby show,
Ozzie and Harriet, you know, where
Cops come and got your cat outta the tree
All your friends died of old age,
But you see, I live in South Central Los Angeles and unfortunately...
S**T AIN'T LIKE THAT! IT'S REAL F****D UP!

Goddamn what a brotha gotta do
To get a message through
To the red, white and blue?
What I gotta die
Before you realize
I was a brotha with open eyes?
The world's insane
While you drink champagne
And I'm livin' in black rain.
You try to ban the A.K.,
I got ten of 'em stashed
With a case of hand grenades.

Tell us what to do... F**k you!
Tell us what to do... F**k you!
Tell us what to do... F**k you!
Tell us what to do... F**k you!

You know what you'd do
If a kid got killed on the way to school
Or a cop shot your kid in the backyard.
S**t would hit the fan, muthaf**ka
And it would hit real hard.
I hear it every night, another gunfight,
The tension mounts,
On with the Body Count.

Yo, Beatmaster, take these muthaf**kas
To South Central.
Ha ha.
Yeah
F**k that.

I hear it every night,
Another gunfight,
The tension mounts,
On with the Body Count.

Last weekend thirty-seven kids killed in gang warfare,
In my backyard.
No!
No!
No!
Yo, Ernie C., take these muthaf**ckas home.
Yeah.
Yeah, we in the house, Body Count fools, 1991 muthaf**uckas.

I hear it every night,
Another gunfight,
The tension mounts,
On with the Body Count...."
Bonez MC & RAF Camora
500 PS
Bonez MC and RAF Camora are German rappers. When listening to this dance rap single from 2018, I kept hearing the words "Los Angeles" so I just had to find the German lyrics and get a translation. I like using Google Translate to translate lyrics, because it can make the lyrics sound like gibberish and I never know if that's because the original lyrics were gibberish. I'm at least sure that this song is about driving. Driving a 500 horsepower black Maserati through L.A. or maybe around Germany, since it mentions the streets of Hamburg. GTA Los Angeles probably refers to the video game Grand Theft Auto 5, which uses a fictitious city called Los Santos that is based on the city of Los Angeles. Gamers have made lists and maps comparing the game places to the real places in L.A. So maybe he's driving in the game.



"Ich drück' aufs Gas, hör' die 500 PS
Fahren durch die Stadt, GTA Los Angeles
Alles mattschwarz, Maserati GT S
Manchmal gibt's Palaver, doch es regelt sich von selbst

Ah, fühl' mich wie Rocky
Rabe graviert aufm Cockpit (ahh)
Lipgloss am Sibbi
Kind der 90er-Jahre wie Mobb Deep, ah
Camora ist topfit
Gib dir den Sound und die Optik (ahh)
Aus reiner Routine die Glock mit
Denn West-Wien ist Gotham, ah
Konkurrenz, mir fällt keine ein
Alle Winner in unserem Team
Bin der Sperrbildschirm deiner Chay
Und auf dem Juice-Magazin
Ihr Sound ist Vanessa Mai
Mein Sound direkt aus Marseille
Wien-Fünfhaus seit Tag eins

Ich drück' aufs Gas, hör' die 500 PS
Fahren durch die Stadt, GTA Los Angeles
Alles mattschwarz, Maserati GT S
Manchmal gibt's Palaver, doch es regelt sich von selbst (alle, alle)

Fühl' mich wie Rambo
Fahr' durch die Straßen von Hamburg
Brauche niemand, der mich schützt, Kaliber
unterm Sitz
Und verdunkelte Scheiben wie ein Phantom, hah
Komm und kauf dir einen Kampfhund, üff
Oder brauchst du ein Gramm Koks?
Denn die Lieder alles Hits, gibt niemand, der
mich fickt
187 übers Land wie ein Sandsturm (come on, dance everybody)
"I hit the gas, hear the 500 hp
Driving through the city, GTA Los Angeles
Everything matt black, Maserati GT S
Sometimes there's palaver, but it's self-regulating

Ah, feel like Rocky
Raven engraved on the cockpit (ahh)
Lip gloss on the Sibbi
Child of the 90s like Mobb Deep, ah
Camora is in top form
Give yourself the sound and the optics (ahh)
From pure routine the Glock with
Because West Vienna is Gotham, ah
Competition, I can not think of one
All winners in our team
Am the lock screen of your Chay
And on the juice magazine
Her sound is Vanessa Mai
My sound directly from Marseille
Vienna-Fünfhaus since day one

I hit the gas, hear the 500 hp
Driving through the city, GTA Los Angeles
Everything matt black, Maserati GT S
Sometimes there's palaver, but it settles on its own (all, all)

Feel like Rambo
Drive through the streets of Hamburg
Do not need anyone to protect me, caliber under the seat
And darkened slices like a phantom, hah
Come and buy a fighting dog, eh?
Or do you need a gram of coke?
Because the songs of all hits, no one gives me who f**ks me
187 across the country like a sandstorm (come on, dance everybody)...."
Debby Boone
California Debby Boone is a singer, author, and actress from New Jersey, active since 1971, the daughter of singer-actor Pat Boone and Shirley Boone, the daughter of country music star Red Foley. She started touring with her family at 14 before beginning a solo career. Her song "You Light Up My Life" released in 1977, was the biggest hit of the 1970s, spending ten weeks at number 1. This song is from her second album "Midstream" released in 1978.


"The Sierra Mountains rise up
As you float down into L.A.
The Pacific roars hello
It's another surfing day
Everyone out here is pretty
Someone's bound to steal your heart away
And you'll find you wanna stay

In California, where the sun is warm
Where the winds called Santa Ana
Make you feel like you belong
California
Wherever you may roam
California keeps calling you home

All the boulevards and back roads
And the brights lights of Hollywood
And the laid-back way of living
Makes you feel all kinds of good
I could meet you at sunrise
We could swim in the ocean blue
And I might just say to you
Hey, it's true, I love you

So come on to California
Where the sun is warm
Where the winds called Santa Ana
Make you feel like you belong
California
Wherever you may roam
California keeps calling you home

So come on to California
Where the sun is warm
Where the winds called Santa Ana
Make you feel like you belong
California
Wherever you may roam
California keeps calling you home

So come on to California
Where the sun is warm
Where the winds called Santa Ana
Make you feel like you belong"
Pat Boone
When the Swallows Come Back to Capistrano Nashville-based Pat Boone was a very successful pop singer from 1954 into the early 1960s. He was ranked only behind Elvis Presley by Billboard. This 1940 hit about birds migrating back from their winter territories to the coastal city of Capistrano, was written by Leon Rene and recorded by many other artists, including Glenn Miller, Gene Autry, The Dominoes, The Five Satins,The Ink Spots, Harry James & His Orch, Guy Lombardo, Carmen McRae. Boone's version was released in 1957 as the B-side of his hit single "April Love."


"When the swallows come back to Capistrano
That's the day you promised to come back to me
When you whispered, "Farewell", in Capistrano
Twas the day the swallow flew out to sea

All the mission bells will ring
The chapel choir will sing
The happiness you'll bring
Will live in my memory
When the swallows come back to Capistrano
That's the day I pray that you'll come back to me"
Albert Bouchard
Shadow of California Albert Bouchard is a musician from New York who was a founding member of Blue Oyster Cult and the drummer for the band. This song was put up on YouTube in August 2022 but I don't know when it was recorded. It's a less heavy, more acoustic version of the Blue Oyster Cult hard rock song that was released after Albert left the band. One of the writers of the song was Joe Bouchard, Albert's brother. Maybe that's how he was able to make a few changes to the lyrics which I think improve it - from "...Its future is steering the past...will not pass" to "...The future is steering and the past will not pass" etc. But I still don't understand what it means. Why are the angels racing to L.A. from San Bernardino? Are they Hell's Angels? Maybe I need to pour my brains into the darkness to get it.


"Beneath the freeway at the cloverleaf junction
A symbol of good luck emanates darkness
The shadow will grow to cover California
Somewhere on the road from San Bernardino
The future is steering and the past will not pass

Speed is the game in the shadow of kings
Where the company of angels fly
They appear at the crossroads at once in the future
Clad in the darkness on the highways of night
With no love at all from the past

Night makes right
The symbol remains
Into the darkness
Must pour the brains
In the shadow of California

Revolution by night grant me this future
Kings of the shadow on the highways of night
From San Bernardino these angels are racing
On this night to your city
The host of angels arriving in Los Angeles

Night makes right
The symbol remains
Into the darkness
Must pour the brains

Night makes right
The symbol remains
Into the darkness
Must pour the brains
In the shadow of California
In the shadow of California
In the shadow of California

Revolution by night
Revolution by night
Into the darkness
Revolution by night
Into the darkness
In the shadow
Into the darkness
of California
Into the darkness
Revolution by night
Into the darkness
Into the darkness"
David Bowie
Cracked Actor David Bowie was a singer-songwriter and actor from England, active from 1962-2016, and regarded as one of the most influential musicians of the 20th century, especially for his work in the 1970s. This song, from his 1973 album "Alladin Sane," is about an aging movie actor in Hollywood.


"I've come on a few years from my Hollywood Highs
The best of the last, the cleanest star they ever had
I'm stiff on my legend,
the films that I made
Forget that I'm fifty
cause you just got paid
Crack, baby, crack,
show me you're real
Smack, baby, smack, is that all that you feel
Suck, baby, suck,
give me your head
Before you start professing
that you're knocking me dead
You caught yourself a trick down
on Sunset and Vine
But since he pinned you baby
you're a porcupine
You sold me illusions for a sack full of cheques
You've made a bad connection 'cause I just want your sex
Crack, baby, crack,
show me you're real
Smack, baby, smack, is that all that you feel
Suck, baby, suck,
give me your head
Before you start professing
that you're knocking me dead"
Bow Wow Wow
Do You Wanna Hold Me? Bow Wow Wow is an English worldbeat pop band assembled by Malcolm McLaren, who also invented the Sex Pistols, to promote a line of clothing. He took several musicians from Adam and the Ants and added 14-year-old Annabella Lwin as the lead vocalist. This song is from the band's third and final album When the Going Gets Tough, the Tough Get Going, released in 1983.


"Children, I wanna warn ya (Whoa-oh-oh)
'Cause I've been to California (Whoa-oh-oh)
Where Mickey Mouse is such a demon (Whoa-oh-oh)
Where Mickey Mouse is as big as a house (Whoa-oh-oh)

Ba da ba ba da ba (Whoa-oh-oh)
Ba da ba ba da ba

Life is wasted on illusion (Whoa-oh-oh)
Tom and Jerry's no solution (Whoa-oh-oh)
Evil games for cartoon demons (Whoa-oh-oh)
Pinocchio's a real boy, look around!

Ba da ba ba da ba (Whoa-oh-oh)
Ba da ba ba da ba

And I cry all night
Do you wanna hold me, hold me tight?
Do you wanna hold me? Oh yeah
Do you wanna hold me, hold me there?

Children, you got to hear me (Whoa-oh-oh)
You just got to understand me (Whoa-oh-oh)
Love and death ain't no physical thing (Whoa-oh-oh)
'Cause Mickey Mouse, he don't wanna know! (Whoa-oh-oh)...."
Boy in Space
California Boy in Space is Robin Lundback, a Swedish singer-songwriter active since 2012. He released this electronic pop song as a single in 2018.


"I've been on this phone, sitting all alone, missing ya
You be on Patron, losing self control, living up

They say you live, you learn
But it's hard to learn when you fall out
You left me and it hurts
Bandaids, they don't work and I'm all out

Ooh, you never pick up and I've been tryna call ya
Lately I've been roaming the streets of California
Looking for your red lips, got some roses for ya
I've been running circles, I'm lost in California

Got me turning sticks and stones
Got me breaking every bone
Got me out here looking for ya
Babe, you never pick up and I've been tryna call ya
Lately I've been roaming the streets of California

I've been counting stars on top of my car, wishing ya
Would call me back and talk, mend this broken heart, giving up

They say you live, you learn
But it's hard to learn when you fall out
You left me and it hurts
Pills, they don't work and I'm all out

Ooh, you never pick up and I've been tryna call ya
Lately I've been roaming the streets of California
Looking for your red lips, got some roses for ya
I've been running circles, I'm lost in California

Got me turning sticks and stones
Got me breaking every bone
Got me out here looking for ya
Babe, you never pick up and I've been tryna call ya
Lately I've been roaming the streets of California

And ah, I've been running 'round in California
And ah, I've been running 'round in California

If someone don't love you, let 'em go
Don't try to make fire in the snow
The longer you wait, the fire grows
If someone don't love you, let 'em go
Don't try to make fire in the snow
The longer you wait, the fire grows, grows

Ooh, you never pick up and I've been tryna call ya
Lately I've been roaming the streets of California
Looking for your red lips, got some roses for ya
I've been running circles, I'm lost in California

Got me turning sticks and stones
Got me breaking every bone
Got me out here looking for ya
Babe, you never pick up and I've been tryna call ya
Lately I've been roaming the streets of California

I've been running California
And ah, I've been running 'round in California
I've been running 'round
And ah, I've been running 'round in California
And ah, I've been running 'round in California
And ah, I've been running 'round in California"
Boys Like Girls
Leaving California Boys Like Girls is a rock band from Boston formed in 2005. This song is from their album "Crazy World" released in 2012.


"Well, I’m holding on, yeah, I'm holding it all in
When it all goes wrong you just can't win
I can’t stand another sunrise and I need a little rain
Well, the angels left this city and they won’t be back again

Now I’m leaving California and I’ll never look back
I took a picture for you but I painted it black
One more dreamer on a runaway drive
Now there's one less burned-out star in the sky
Leaving California tonight

There's a broken dream in Santa Monica and Crescent Heights
And that old moonbeam, well it’s guiding my way tonight
And the lights are in the rear view and the stars up in the sky
And I don’t know where I’m going, baby, but it’s time to say goodbye

And I’m leaving California and I’ll never look back
I took a picture for you but I painted it black
One more dreamer on a runaway drive
Now there's one less burned-out star in the sky
Leaving California

I've got a one way ticket, I’m a rolling stone
I’m a goodbye kiss and then I’m going, going, gone
Like wind, like fire, like rain
Know I’m never coming back again

‘Cause I’m leaving California and I’ll never look back
I took a picture for you but I painted it black
One more dreamer on a runaway drive
Now there's one less burned-out star in the sky
Leaving California tonight...."
BoyWithUke (featuring Blackbear)
IDGAF BoyWithUke is a DIY singer-songwriter and ukulele player who went viral on TikToc. This hate song (it ain't a love song) includes a Blackbear dig at fake people and the Hollywood Hills.


"You were caught in a lie, said it with your eyes
Said to all my homies that you weren't even mine
You didn't think twice, got a heart made of ice
And that s**t hit me, did me dirty
I never asked why and I never did cry
I never told another how I felt inside
Demons don't hide when I'm dreaming at night
And I won't mislead you, you'll miss me

'Cause I don't give a f**k about you no more
Give me back my hoodies or I'm kicking down doors
You weren't even pretty, looking back and I'm sure
You still miss me, that's so funny
I don't give a f**k about you, you swore
You would never talk about me before
You lied looking filthy in your ugly jean shorts
You still kissed me, now s**t's history

I don't mind if we speak again
I don't wanna be cool, I don't wanna be friends
Leave me half alive, on my homies, you was flirty
Fill me up with lies, and you did me so dirty
'Cause I don't give a f**k about you no more
Left me bleeding with my heart on the floor
You were never really mine, I was never really yours
You're the demon on my shoulder I'm just trying to ignore
And I don't give a s**it about your fake ass friends
Hollywood Hills while we play pretend
I don't wanna say I'm sorry, I don't wanna make amends
I will never make a mistake like you again

'Cause I don't give a f**k about you no more
Give me back my hoodies or I'm kicking down doors
You weren't even pretty, looking back and I'm sure
You still miss me, that's so funny
I don't give a f**k about you, you swore
You would never talk about me before
You lied looking filthy in your ugly jean shorts
You still kissed me, now s**t's history...."
Dylan Brady
I Hate California Dylan Brady is a country singer/songwriter from New York. This is a single released in 2019. It's another song about a boy who hates California because his girl moved to Los Angeles. Can't blame him for that.


"You always loved the thought of the city
And you're too damned pretty not to be there
You were mine in my arms
But you and L.A. had a love affair
Just like I thought you would
I know I said I understood

But I hate California
That it keeps you warmer
Than I ever could've
Couldn't ever have your heart
Because it was somewhere in those hills
In a studio apartment
Livin' the dream that you always wanted
And I love that you love it
But I hate California

Yeah we fit together, but you fit in better
Way out there on rooftops with stars
Tell me when did you start, to put us in the past?
Forget everything we had
Didn't when I saw you last

But I hate California
That it keeps you warmer
Than I ever could've
Couldn't ever have your heart
Because it was somewhere in those hills
In a studio apartment
Livin' the dream that you always wanted
And I love that you love it
But I hate California

Yeah I hate, I hate, Ohhh
I hate California
I hate that, that's how I lost ya
I hate that I still love ya

And you're somewhere in those hills
In a studio apartment
Living the dream that you always wanted
And I love that you love it
I love that you love it
But I hate California
Yeah
I hate California"
Billy Bragg
Help Save the Youth of America Billy Bragg is a singer-songwriter-activist from England, active since 1977. It was a real thrill in the '80s to watch him walk alone onto a stage with just an electric guitar and sing his smart political-punk-folk songs and I'm sure it still is. And this is one of his best songs, from his album "Talking With The Taxman About Poetry" released in 1986. It opens with a mockery of the southern California '60s beach life that a Brit might think is the norm for all Americans. I was going to insert a comment about some similarly vapid English stereotype here, but I couldn't think of one. Maybe they really are as superior to us as they believe... Oh wait - no they aren't - Boris Johnson is still Prime Minister. Now I feel better.


"Help save the youth of America
Help save them from themselves
Help save the sun-tanned surfer boys
And their California girls

When the lights go out in the rest of the World
What do our cousins say
They're playing in the sun and having fun, fun, fun
Till daddy takes the gun away

From the Big Church to the Big River
And out to the Shining Sea
This is the Land of Opportunity
And there's a Monkey Trial on TV

A nation with their freezers full
Are dancing in their seats
While outside another nation
Is sleeping in the streets

Don't tell me the old, old story
Tell me the truth this time
Is the Man in the Mask or the Indian
An enemy or a friend of mine

Help save the youth of America
Help save the youth of the world
Help save the boys in uniform
Their mothers and their faithful girls

Listen to the voice of the soldier
Down in the killing zone
Talking about the cost of living
And the price of bringing him home

They're already shipping the body bags
Down below the Rio Grande
But you can fight for democracy at home
And not in some foreign land

And the fate of the great United States
Is entwined in the fate of us all
And the incident at Chernobyl proves
The world we live in is very small

And the cities of Europe have burned before
And they may yet burn again
And if they do I hope you understand
That Washington will burn with them
Omaha will burn with them
Los Alamos will burn with them"
Bran Van 3000
Drinking in L.A. This is a 1997 song from the album "Glee" by a Canadian collective that mixes alternative rock and hip hop and other styles.


"....I woke up again this morning with the sun in my eyes
When Mike came over with a script surprise
A mafioso story with a twist
A "To Wong Foo, Julie Newmar" hitch
Get your ass out of bed, he said:
I'll explain it on the way
But we did nothing
Absolutely nothing that day
And I'll say
What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A.
At twenty six?
I got the fever for the flavor
The payback will be later
Still I need a fix
And the girls on the bus kept on laughing at us
As we rode on the ten down to Venice again
Flaring out the g-funk
Sipping on juice and gin
Just me and a friend
Feeling kinda groovy
Working on movie
(Yeah right!)
But we did nothing
Absolutely bupkis
That day
And I'll say
What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A.
At twenty six?
With my mind on my money and my money on my, beer beer!
I know that life is for the taking
So I'd better wise up
And take it quickly

(Yeah one more time at Trader Vics)
Some men there wanted to hurt us
And other men
Said we weren't worth the fuss
We could see them all bitching by the bar
About the fine line
Between the rich and the poor
Then mike turned to me and said
What do you think we got done son?
We've got a conclusion
And I guess that's something
So I ask you

What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A.
At twenty six?
I got the fever for the nectar
The payback will be later
Still I need a fix

(We need to fix you up
Call me monday
And maybe we'll fix it all up)

L.A.
L.A.
L.
-L.A.
L.A
....."
BRESCO & Caesar
Calfornia Song
This is an Italian rap song by two men that was released in 2021.
Despite the title, there is only one verse that mentions California. It's about a guy who wants to impress someone by taking them to exotic places but he's broke. Same old story, different language...


[Verse 1: BRESCO & Caesar]

"...Ne ho fatte di cazzate, saliamo su un seconda classe
Cambiamo a Lambrate, Milano e deserta quando arriva estate
Non ti ho portata al mare, ti ho portato in
popolare
Perche qui la vista e meglio, il sole scompare, wow
Fumo troppo, se sto con
lei il doppio
(Grr, pow)
Non ho sonno, faccio un giro di sotto
Ti porterei a Parigi, baby, ma e troppo chic
E mi sento un po' a disagio come con la police
Ti ho portato a casa mia e non e cosi male
Anche s? non vedi il mare, ci possiamo incastrare (Ahahah)
Ti port?rei a Parigi sopra la torre Eiffel
Baby, questa citta e busy se ci stiamo io e te
E che a volte quei problemi son piu grandi di te
Poi finisce che ti perdi in giro per le banlieue
Mamma, scusami se a volte mi vedi distratto
E che ho un sogno tra le mani e voglio realizzarlo
E ho passato troppo tempo in giro senza un piano
In quella via sotto la pioggia ti ho strappato un bacio
E allora scusami se esagero, ti metto in imbarazzo
Tu digli a quel coglione che sono io il tuo ragazzo e che gli rompo il naso
Hai il mio cuore in mano e tu sai come usarlo
Babe, fai attenzione se ti sto parlando di me

[Chorus: Caesar]

Non ho soldi per portarti fuori
Torno a casa tardi, mi addormento sul parquet
Sono giorni che starei da solo e ho il portafoglio vuoto (Tu pensi che sia facile?)
Babe, ti passo a prendere, giochi col posacenere
Mi guardi, sei scazzata, non ho voglia di discutere
Sole in spiaggia, il mare accanto mentre penso a tutto quanto
Sto fumando, sono in aria, tu mi mandi sulle nuvole

[Verse 2: BRESCO & Caesar]

Perche ora ripenso a quello che ci spetta
Prendiamoci insieme sto mondo di merda
E quando cadevo eri una spalla destra
Rideremo insieme pensando che
Ce l'abbiamo fatta in dieci rappando, con le pare soltanto
Avevo solo qualche amico e mille rime al mio fianco
Con i soldi contati, i problemi son tanti
Ho giurato a mio fratello: 'Noi faremo i cantanti'
Allora giro e fumo, non serve nessuno
A dirmi cosa devo fare, giuro, scrivo e chiudo
Il mio amico lo sa bene, pure lui ne ha viste troppe
Giriamo in strada, il buio illumina la notte
Ho fatto un casino per dimenticarlo, fumo un altro po'
Mentre pompo nel quartiere la mia California song (Babe)
E non siamo a Dubai, ma da questi tetti puoi vedere lo skyline
Vedi quanto siamo piccoli, parte del paesaggio (Ah)
Arte di passaggio, nella zona il clima e caldo
Carlo ordina due pizze e qualche birra al bar di fianco
Non sediamo al tuo tavolo, ma sto cambiando abito, yeah
[Verse 1: BRESCO & Caesar]

"I've done a lot of bulls**t, let's get on a second class
We change to Lambrate, Milan and deserted when summer arrives
I didn't take you to the beach, I took you to the popular
Because here the view is better, the sun disappears, wow
I smoke too much, if I'm with her twice as much (Grr, pow)
I'm not sleepy, I take a walk downstairs
I'd take you to Paris, baby, but it's too chic
And I feel a little uncomfortable like with the police
I brought you to my house and it's not so bad
Even yes? you don't see the sea, we can fit (Ahahah)
I would take you to Paris above the Eiffel Tower
Baby, this city is busy if you and I are in it
And that sometimes those problems are bigger than you
Then you end up getting lost around the banlieues
Mom, sorry if sometimes you see me distracted
And that I have a dream in my hands and I want to make it come true
And I've been walking around too much without a plan
On that street in the rain I snatched a kiss from you
So sorry if I'm exaggerating, I'm embarrassing you
You tell that asshole I'm your boyfriend and I'll break his nose
You have my heart in your hand and you know how to use it
Babe, be careful if I'm telling you about me

[Chorus: Caesar]

I have no money to take you out
I come home late, I fall asleep on the parquet
I've been alone for days and my wallet is empty (Do you think it's easy?)
Babe, I'll pick you up, play with the ashtray
You look at me, you're pissed off, I don't want to argue
Sun on the beach, the sea beside me while I think about everything
I'm smoking, I'm in the air, you send me to the clouds

[Verse 2: BRESCO & Caesar]

Because now I think back to what belongs to us
Let's take this world of s**t together
And when I fell you were a right shoulder
We will laugh together thinking that
We made it in ten rapping, with only apparently
I only had a few friends and a thousand rhymes by my side
With the money counted, the problems are many
I swore to my brother: 'We will be singers'
So I go around and smoke, no one is needed
To tell me what to do, I swear, write and close
My friend knows this well, he too has seen too many
We turn into the street, the darkness lights up the night
I messed up to forget, smoke some more
While I pump my California song around the block (Babe)
And we're not in Dubai, but from these rooftops you can see the skyline
See how small we are, part of the landscape (Ah)
Art of passage, in the area the climate is hot
Carlo orders two pizzas and a few beers at the bar next door
We don't sit at your table, but I'm changing clothes, yeah...."
Jon Brian (featuring WYD)
I Live in California Jon Brian and WYD, aka Doddy, are musicians from Romania. The YouTube page for the song put up in 2012 describes it as "...a summer club track that will sure make you wanna dance all summer...."


"I live in California
I live in California
I live in California
I live in California

Sexy

Every time I meet a girl like you
I take it slow
'Cause all around the world
If I take a trip I'm sure I won't
Find one who looks like you
Find one who wants the truth
Right now you're goin' through
The city that I built for you
A city inside my heart
Full of colors, full of life
Full of love, you won't see fear
But full of s**t if you're not here

So come come come with me
In California
Come come come with me

I live in California
I live in California
I live in California
I live in California

Sexy

I live in California

Never too late
I'm livin' in the mood
Never too late
I'm feeling all the groove
Never too late
Up in the Golden State
And I wanna scream
'Cause I'm livin' a dream

I live in California
I live in California
I live in California
I live in California"
Rich Brian, 88rising & NIKI (featuring Warren Hue)
California This rap song, released in 2021, features three young rapper-singer-songwriters from Jakarta, Indonesia - NIKI, Rich Brian, and Warren Hue, along with 88rising which Wickipedia calls a musical platform and record label that primarily features Asian American and Asian artists who release music in the United States. This song, written by musiians from halfway around the world, has the only mention of "the San Gabriel Valley" that I've heard so far in a song, other than mentioning a city in that valley.


[Warren Hue]

"Yeah I’m faded, fake faces,
I erase ‘em, California,
That fragrance, mad payments,
Fake places, California,
I don’t want to be the one that’s left behind,
I love the way, you lie,
Tryna get my money bag straight this time,
The hills is gon’ decide

L.A. westside mama scared most of the time,
Looking behind what’s this so called life,
Shawty run my other phone yeah,
Fake faces gotta cut em off yeah,
Fake faces they don’t problem solve yeah,
My faith is from the cameras yeah,

Flash flash, Imma take the pictures for my fam damn,
Show em I’ve made it, flashbacks
To the pictures from way back,
The kids were like who’s that, who’s that?
Now I do Hollywood, yeah
Copies everywhere like a walkie talkie,
Imma run the lobby, Speak to nobody,
San Gabriel Valley, might crash your party like.

[Rich Brian]

Yeah you made it, You’ve been anxious,
But you made it, California
Conversations, Til the sun rise,
When you stop by, California
I don’t want to be the one that’s left behind,
I love the way, you lie,
I don’t wanna be the one to lose my mind,
I know you know

Somebody put some brakes on me, I really need rest on me,
Pops callin’ up every couple days I’m smiling so he could think I’m straight,
Why can’t I tell the truth... (wooo)
Playing J Cole back then, with a clear end goal, like it all made sense, I needed myself and nobody else ok let’s go

From how it looks man it’s hard to complain,
Man I just been praying that when I get older that I got some smile in me that can remain,
My money is long but I got some new issues that feel like it’s longer than government names,
Man all I could wish is the mask that I wear and the face that’s below it is looking the same

Like ooooooohhhhh,
You’ve been in this fight, I could see it in your eyes

Like ooooooohhhhh,
I made up my mind, I don’t wanna waste no time

[NIKI]

Moneymaking, while we’re breaking,
It’s amazing, California,
Celebrate it, or berate it,
It’s been fated, California,
Oh Maria, the hills are swarming,
With dead ends and the bots performing,
Don’t mistake it, you can break big,
Til you get sick, Sigh

Shut the f**k up don’t wake another neighbor,
I don’t know you and I don’t want to later,
Praying to God I never run out of His favor,
But we don’t make the textbooks on our best behavior, do we?

I’m the antihero of my own damn movie,
All my exes write songs that I’m based on loosely,
Take after my ma I can be choosy, I can be choosy

And when the sky looks like a painting,
That’s when you look down

[NIKI, Rich Brian & Warren Hue]

California (Money making while we’re breaking)
California (But you made it, California)
California (Yeah I’m faded, fake faces)
California (But you made it, California)"
Phoebe Bridgers
Garden Song Phoebe Bridgers is a singer/songwriter from L.A. This song is from her album "Punisher" released in 2020 and it's one of my favorites, with a beautiful distortion added to the instruments. There's only one brief mention of the Huntington Gardens, a huge botanical gardens and museum in San Marino, but the song also describes gluing roses on a truck for the Rose Parade in nearby Pasadena.


"Someday I'm gonna live
In your house up on the hill
And when your skinhead neighbor goes missing
I'll plant a garden in the yard then

They're gluing roses on a flatbed
You should see it, I mean thousands
I grew up here till it all went up in flames
Except the notches in the door frame

I don't know when you got taller
See our reflection in the water
Off a bridge at the Huntington
I hopped the fence when I was seventeen
Then I knew what I wanted

And when I grow up, I'm gonna look up
From my phone and see my life
And it's gonna be just like my recurring dream
I'm at the movies
I don't remember what I'm seeing
The screen turns into a tidal wave
Then it's a dorm room, like a hedge maze
And when I find you
You touch my leg and I insist
But I wake up before we do it

I don't know how, but I'm taller
It must be something in the water
Everything's growing in our garden
You don't have to know that it's haunted
The doctor put her hands over my liver
She told me my resentment's getting smaller
No, I'm not afraid of hard work
I get everything I want
I have everything I wanted"
Phoebe Bridgers
If We Make it Through December This song, released in 2020 as a promotional single, is a cover of the Merle Haggard original which was released in 1973. You can see the lyrics under Merle Haggard's version.
Phoebe Bridgers
Smoke Signals This song is from her 2017 album "Stranger in the Alps." She explained that the title comes from the way a line of dialog in the movie "The Big Lebowski" was censored on T.V. The line: "This is what happens when you f**k a stranger in the a*s!" was changed to: "This is what happens when you find a stranger in the Alps!"


"I went with you up to
The place you grew up in
We spent a week in the cold
Just long enough to
"Walden" it with you
Any longer, it would have got old
Singing "Ace of Spades" when Lemmy died
But nothing's changed, L.A.'s all right
Sleeping in my bed again, and getting in my head
And then walk around the reservoir

You, you must have been looking for me
Sending smoke signals
Pelicans circling
Burning trash out on the beach

One of your eyes is
Always half-shut
Something happened when you were a kid
I didn't know you then
And I'll never understand
Why it feels like I did
"How Soon Is Now" in an '80s sedan
You slept inside of it because your dad
Lived in a campground in the back of a van
You said that song will creep you out until you're dead

And you must have been looking for me
Sending smoke signals
Pelicans circling
Burning trash out on the beach

I want to live at
The Holiday Inn
Where somebody else makes the bed
We'll watch TV while
The lights on the street
Put all the stars to death
It's been on my mind since Bowie died
Just checking out to hide from life
And all of our problems, I'm gonna solve 'em
With you riding shot-gun, speeding, 'cause f**k the cops

And you, you must have been looking for me
Sending smoke signals
Pelicans circling
Burning trash out on the beach

I buried a hatchet
It's coming up lavender
The future's unwritten
The past is a corridor
I'm at the exit looking back through the hall
You are anonymous
I am a concrete wall"
Brim
California Gold Brim is a country rock group from Visalia, California, a side project from their hard rock band Westing. This is from their album "California Gold" released in 2021. With steel guitar and harmonies it is reminiscent of the Byrds country sound with Gram Parsons. The lyrics are not online so this is the best I could do. A lot of the words escape me.


"Down in the valley
They mostly would fly over you
Down in the valley
The big wheels will come rollin' through

... truck scales and the cheap motels
You can always hurt some humans if the ... fails
But there's a place where the light comes
Yeah ... mountain dew

Those long ...
The wheels still spinnin' waitin' long
... the country born in ... house...
And when summer comes around
Our life beneath the ground
You can did a little deeper
But remember what we found
Yeah the sky it burned like fire
It burned like California gold
California gold

Up from the valley
The hills take on an amber hue
Up from the valley
Our ... knows just what to do
... who's away
The air is very clear but we're thankful and we sing
If you could see the sunset
You'd call it California gold
California gold...."

Now in the valley
Your children try to run away
Now in the valley
Some of us just have to say

... and heart of a state so blue
Our congressmen betrayed us
But the law will see us through
If you looked at our problems
You'd call them California gold
California gold

Now in the valley
We found an empty swimming pool
Now in the valley
Our ... know just what to do
They can read ...
Every thing is going fine
They've learned to love their neighbors
When their skin don't look like mine
You look into their hearts
And see that California gold
That California gold"
Cleo Brown
When Hollywood Goes Black and Tan Cleo Brown was a blues and jazz musician from Mississippi who lived from 1907 or 1909 untill 1995. In this upbeat early 40s jazz classic, Harlem crooners, Louis Armstrong, and more will all be heading west when Hollywood goes black and tan. It's a celebration of African American entertainers in the movies, back when there were few of them.


"Creole babies from Manhattan,
Will be leaving Harlem if they can,
Yeah, man! Oh, yeah, man!
When Hollywood goes black and tan!

Louis Armstrong with his trumpet
Will be heading westward with his band,
Yeah, man! Oh, yeah, man!
When Hollywood goes black and tan!"
Nora Brown
Little Satchel Nora Brown is a singer from New York who plays old-time traditional music on the banjo and guitar. This traditional banjo song is from her album "Long Time to Be Gone" released in 2022. You can see the lyrics under the version by Fred Cockerham.
Jackson Browne
Culver Moon Jackson Browne is a singer-songwriter from Los Angeles, active since 1966, who started out writing songs for others. This song is from his album "Looking East" released in 1996. He never names it, but the narrator of the song must be from the small city of Culver City which is surrounded by the city of Los Angeles. Angelyne is an L.A. icon, famous for her giant self-promoting billboards. She's also a singer with one of her songs on this list.


"I live in a small town deep in L.A.
About five miles north of where the Lakers play
Now Everybody here's from someplace else
Working all together like Santa's elves

Baby, Culver me
And I'll Culver you
When the streets are shining with the smoggy dew
When the lights are glowing with the mists of June
And the whole world is lit up by the Culver Moon

Baby don't worry 'bout Angelyne
She ain't the prettiest thing I've ever seen
Nothing she wears ever fits her right
And her complexion is just a little too tight
And the way she looks down from so high above
Makes me think the poor child's never been in love

Baby, Culver me
And I'll Culver you
When the streets are shining with the smoggy dew
When the lights are glowing with the mists of June
And the whole world is lit up by the Culver Moon

Baby I'm going to love you 'til the stars come down
'Til they park their limos and they walk to town
'Til the L.A. river overflows its banks
'Til the whole alternative nation bows its knobby head in thanks
'Til the fish are jumping in Ballona Creek
'Til the earth is inherited by the meek

Baby, Culver me
And I'll Culver you
When the streets are shining with the smoggy dew
When the lights are glowing with the mists of June
And the whole world is illuminated by the Culver Moon

Under the rainbow and behind Versailles
From the aisles of Fedco to the 405
From MGM to Veteran's Park
Way down at Chippendale's fumblin' in the dark
Where the ghostly specter of Howard Hughes
Hovers in the smoke of a thousand bar-b-ques

Baby, Culver me
And I'll Culver you
When the streets are shining with the smoggy dew
When the lights are glowing with the mists of June
And the whole world is lit up by the Culver Moon"
Jackson Browne
Running on Empty This is from Browne's album "Running on Empty" released in 1977. It has become one of his signature songs, and is included on Rolling Stone's list of The 500 Greatest Songs of All Time. (Number 496, but who's counting?) There's only a quick mention of the 101, a major L.A. highway that actually runs all the way north through Washington, but because Browne is singing about growing up in southern California, here it is.


"Looking out at the road rushing under my wheels
Looking back at the years gone by like so many summer fields
In '65, I was 17 and running up 101
I don't know where I'm running now, I'm just running on

[Chorus:]
Running on, running on empty
Running on, running blind
Running on, running into the sun
But I'm running behind

Gotta do what you can just to keep your love alive
Trying not to confuse it with what you do to survive
In '69, I was 21 and I called the road my own
I don't know when that road turned on to the road I'm on

[Chorus]

Everyone I know, everywhere I go
People need some reason to believe
I don't know about anyone but me
If it takes all night, that'll be all right
If I can get you to smile before I leave

Looking out at the road rushing under my wheels
I don't know how to tell you all just how crazy this life feels
Look around for the friends that I used to turn to to pull me through
Looking into their eyes I see them running, too

[Chorus]

Honey, you really tempt me
You know the way you look so kind
I'd love to stick around but I'm running behind
(Running on)
You know I don't even know what I'm hoping to find
(Running blind)
Running into the sun but I'm running behind"
Sebastien Brunet
California Sebastien Brunet is a French Canadian singer-songwriter. This French pop song was put on YouTube in 2012. Most of it is in French but it begins and ends with a chorus that repeats the words "California" and "Hollywood" several times. It seems to be a love song, though I can't understand the breathy French lyrics and I have no idea why California and Hollywood are involved.


"California
California
Hollywood
California
Hollywood...."
BrxkenBxy
California BrxkenBxy (Broken Boy) is a musician from Canada. He describes his style as a blend of grunge and hip-hop. This was released in 2022.


"ugh
thats the way it go
yeah

i guess i should’ve known a little better
but you told me to keep you forever
and i put you in ever single letter
are you even reading them
please call me when you get 'em

cause the girls at the club don’t care bout me
they just like my chains and the cocaine
and she coming back home with me
she gon f**k me like she love me
but i never took her whole name
and thats just empty as f**k
this game i’m not playing
i guess you ran out of love
for somebody like me
i’m wasted
every night i close my eyes and

waste all my time
i’ll wake up drunk from all these things i’m mixing
it’s all your fault
baby you made me believe that you’re different
you said you’d call when you get home
i guess you never left California
am i to blame?
i stay awake at night
and watch the moon until the sun's up

i wonder if you ever look back
but you’re not sentimental you would never like that
do i ever show up in your dreams?
cause you’re always in mine and i still don’t know what it means
but maybe i think too much
maybe you never gave a f**k and thats why you’re gone
but baby i don’t know what you want
you tell me let it go but there’s something holding on

waste all my time
i’ll wake up drunk
from all these things i’m mixing
it’s all your fault
baby you made me believe that you’re different
you said you’d call when you get home
i guess you never left California
am i to blame?
i stay awake at night
and watch the moon until the sun's up

don’t lie
you never really cared
no you never really cared at all
it cuts too deep
i hope i
i hope i
i hope i
don't wake up
when you call me
don't wake up
when you call me

guess you never left (i hope i)
guess you never left (i hope i)
guess you never left California
(i hope i don't wake up)
guess you never left (i hope i)
guess you never left (i hope i)
guess you never left California
(i hope i don't wake up)
guess you never left (i hope i)
guess you never left (i hope i)
guess you never left California
(i hope i don’t wake up)
(California)

waste all my time
i’ll wake up drunk
from all these things i’m mixing
it’s all your fault
baby you made me believe that you’re different
you said you’d call when you get home
i guess you never left California
am i to blame?
i stay awake at night and watch the moon until the sun's up

i wonder if you ever look back
but you’re not sentimental
you would never like that

don't lie
you never really cared
no you never really cared at all"
Michael Bublé
Hollywood Michael Bublé is a Grammy-winning traditional pop & jazz singer from Canada, active since 1994. This song is from the album "Hollywood: The Deluxe EP" released in 2010. Hollywood is not dead yet, but it is being replaced by Albuquerque, Atlanta, Vancouver, New Orleans, and other places with better tax incentives.


"Could you be a teenage idol?
Could you be a movie star?
When I turn on my TV, will you smile and wave at me
Telling Oprah who you are?
So you want to be a rock star
With blue-eyed bunnies in your bed?
Well, remember when you're rich that you sold yourself for this
You'll be famous 'cause you're dead

So don't go higher for desire
Put in in your head
Baby, Hollywood is dead
You can find it in yourself

I don't want to take you dancin'
When you're dancin' with the world
You can flush your caviar and your million dollar car
I don't need that kind of girl
But could you be the next sensation?
Will you set the latest style?
You don't need a catchy song
'Cause the kids'll sing along when you sell it with a smile

So don't go higher for desire
Put it in your head
Baby, Hollywood is dead, you can find it in yourself
So don't fly higher for your fire
Put in your head
Baby, Hollywood is dead, you can find it in yourself

Na na na na na na (Keep it in your head, Hollywood is dead)

Well, you can do the money tango
You can start your little band
You can swing from vine to vine while the cuties wait in line
With the money in their hands
But if you get to California, save a piece of gold for me
And it's the only thing you'll save
But I'll bet you'll never wave when I watch you on TV

So don't go higher for desire
Put it in your head
Baby, Hollywood is dead, you can find it in yourself
So don't fly higher for your fire
Put it in your head
Baby, Hollywood is dead, you can find it in yourself
Keep on lovin' what is true and the world will come to you
You can find it in yourself
Love what is true and the world will come to you
You can find it in yourself
No no no no no
Keep it in your head
Hollywood is dead, babe
Get it in your head
Hollywood is dead
Hollywood is dead, baby"
Buck 65
You Know The Science Buck 65 is the professional name of Richard Terfry, a Canadian hip hop artist and radio DJ active since 1993. This song is from his album "Man Overboard" released in 2001.


"If you're anything like me, you probably don't read The Source
Anymore, and miss crews like the JVC Force
Don't stop, show no shame, dance to disco
And you know the baddest DJs come from San Francisco
But be sure to tell DJ Static if you see him please
When you're in Denmark, he was robbed at the DMCs
Shouts out to Swamp and other DJs that were fronted on
And all of those that like to dig for oldies, yo, the hunt is on
I'm always down to make trades for s**t with those in the know
I just found another copy of Moog Indigo
I'm on a steady look out for dope breaks, non-stop
All I had to pay was fifty cents at a pawn shop
And when it comes to being phat, the best kind of weight gain
Has to be seeing your name up on a freight train
Moving galleries of steel to show the giants
To the people all over the world, you know the science

Uh-huh, you know the science
Uh-huh, you know the science
Uh-huh, you know the science
Uh-huh, you know the science
You get buck wild!...."
Aaron Bucks
California Aaron Bucks is a singer-songwriter from Canada whose style has been described as country soul. This song was released in 2018 and it's also on his album "California" released in 2020.


"I'm waking on the bright side
'Cause the other's just a waste of time
I'll be a hug and a high five
To ease your worried mind

Like the
Sun over California
I'm always gonna be there for ya
Here's my shoulder, you can count on me
Like
Church on Sunday morning
An umbrella when the rain starts pouring
Here's my shoulder, you can count on me

We all have days
We wanna get away
When the light goes out and we need a spark
Out there in the dark

Like the
Sun over California
I'm always gonna be there for ya
Here's my shoulder, you can count on me
Like
Church on Sunday morning
An umbrella when the rain starts pouring
Here's my shoulder, you can count on me

See the God who made the heavens
Made this promise I believe in
It's my anchor in the ocean
It's the hope I put my hope in
Oh-ooh-oohh-ohhh

Oh, just like the
Sun over California
I'm always gonna be there for ya
Here's my shoulder, you can count on me
Like
Church on Sunday morning
An umbrella when the rain starts pouring
Here's my shoulder, you can count on
You can count on me
(Sun over California)
Oh-ooh-oohh-ohhh
You can count on me
Oh-ooh-oohh-ohhh
You can count on me
(Sun over California)
Oh-ooh-oohh-ohhh
You can count on me
Oh-ooh-oohh-ohhh"
Neek Bucks
California Dreaming Neek Bucks is a rapper from Harlem, New York City. This song was released in October 2022. Apologies for mistakes and omissions in the lyrics below. They're based on the YouTube closed captioning which is hilariously wrong in parts. For one line it writes: "Trying to build the shrimp to look you in your eyes..."


"...Yeah, look, yeah, well,
I miss you too but you just talk too bad about me
And when I slipped them second losses I heard you wasn't too mad about it
Trying to build the strength to look you in your eyes and ask about it
This time around I gotta cut you off if you ain't adding value
You gotta try and get somewhere
You start to see this whole s**t different when you've been somewhere
And try to treat that paper like it's Visine but my vision clear
Try to hide it from a n***a like I ain't gonna get it
Man f**k with n***as kicking they just talking but we living
So please be specific when you kicking all that s**t that you be kicking when you with us
Quit with all that capping like you gangster and you get it when you know that you ain't with it
Ni**as talking down so much I made my ass sore
If you ain't trying to help us prosper what you here for
They took that bracelet off my ankle straight to the ...
Is this the s**t I dreamed of?
Held this s**t down ... when n***as teamed up
And it's a lot of dirty laundry that ain't getting cleaned up
You know I ain't trying to mess that's what this been for the green...
God forgive me for my sins I still be thinking about revenge
'Cause I sit down and I get high and start to think about my friends
Fell like I'm at this s**t too long will I get closer to the win
Or will my n***a back door me for his Rolie or this Benz
S**t that I been thinking lately
I've been overlinking
Maybe I'm just overthinking
Like Beyonce I've been drinking
... we gonna do right as soon as we hit the ...
No we gonna get right back to that thuggin' and that schemin' I been dreamin'
You finally made it there n***a
Ain't no more California dreaming
Finally made it there n***a
Ain't no more California dreaming"
Buddy
Trouble on Central Buddy (Simmie Sims III) is a rapper from Compton. This is a great upbeat song that's sung instead of rapped, with a laid-back G-funk rhythm but none of the gangsta attitude. It's from his 2018 debut album "Harlan & Alondra" named after the cross streets of his childhood home. Central Avenue is a long avenue that passes through west Compton.


"Just so good at being in trouble
Spending my days out in the ghetto
Mama say that I need to be careful
Going downtown on the Blue Line Metro
A car overheated indicated for the rental (s**t)
Broke down Chevrolets sitting on Central
Turning on my headphones looking out the window
Lauryn Hill playing, it could be so simple
Damn, I just can't wait 'til I get on
What the hell is taking so long?

I wish I had a girl by my side
Wish I had a brand new ride
I wish I had a light
I wish I had a private flight
I wish upon the stars sometimes
I wish I had a ride
I wish I had the finer things
I wish you wasn't so Cobain
I wish I had you (s**t)
And I wish I wasn't stuck on Central

Just so good at being in trouble
Spending my days out in the ghetto
Papa say that I need to be careful
Heard a n***a just got popped at the Arco
Pros on the hoes stro junkies on narcos
Long Beach Compton to South Central
Damn, I just can't wait 'til I get home (s**t)
That's when a cop had pulled me over
... ... ... ...

I wish I was in control
Really wish I wasn't stuck on Central
I still got so far to go, yeah
Won't be stuck here, not for long
Just hold on, hold on
Work late nights and early mornings
I'm on it, I'm on it
Trouble on Central with the homies
Oh no, oh no
Pretty soon we gon' take control
Just wait on it, wait on it"
Buffalo Springfield
For What It's Worth (Stop, Hey What's That Sound) Buffalo Springfield was a rock band active from 1966 to 1968 that featured several musicians who went on to greater fame with other bands or as solo acts - Stephen Stills, Neil Young, and Richie Furay.

The band's most commercially successful song, this is often considered a protest song about the war in Viet Nam, but it was not written as an anti-war song. It was written by Steven Stills who was inspired by the Sunset Strip curfew riots in November of 1966. Basically it was about young people rioting because they couldn't get into clubs late at night. The song was released shortly afterwards in late December 1966. The song never once mentions the Sunset Strip or L.A. or the riots, nor does it mention the Viet Nam war. The lack of a specific subject has let it serve as a universal protest song and anti-war anthem for any time and place.

A California song doesn't always need to mention California. For what it's worth, even if what it is ain't exactly clear, because of its well-know association with the Sunset Strip riots when it was released, this is a song about California. I can't say the same thing about the many cover versions, which include recordings by The Staple Singers, Rush, Cher, Queensryche, Miriam Makeba, Ozzy Osbourne, Oui 3, David Cassidy, Haley Reinhart, and others. The song was also sampled by Public Enemy in 1998 in "He Got Game."


"There's something happening here
But what it is ain't exactly clear
There's a man with a gun over there
Telling me I got to beware

I think it's time we stop
Children, what's that sound?
Everybody look - what's going down?

There's battle lines being drawn
Nobody's right if everybody's wrong
Young people speaking' their minds
Getting so much resistance from behind

It's time we stop
Hey, what's that sound?
Everybody look - what's going down?

What a field day for the heat
A thousand people in the street
Singing songs and carrying signs
Mostly saying, "hooray for our side"

It's time we stop
Hey, what's that sound?
Everybody look - what's going down?

Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
It starts when you're always afraid
Step out of line, the men come and take you away

We better stop
Hey, what's that sound?
Everybody look - what's going down?...."
Jimmy Buffett
California Promises Jimmy Buffett is a singer-songwriter and more from Mississippi who started his musical career in Nashville in the 1960s as a country music artist. This easy listening song is from the album "One Particular Harbor" released in 1983.


"Beneath the moonlit sky
Shadows walk beside the water
Sad goodbyes whispered on the shore
Hear those wind chimes play
They serenade the shadow lovers
Ring and fade away
Like California promises

I will never love another
Wait for me 'til I return
But she never will
He waits for her beside the water
Faithful still to California promises

I will never love another
Wait for me 'til I return
Though she never will
He waits for her beside the water
Faithful still to California promises"
Jimmy Buffett
Come Monday This easy listening ballad is basically a postcard to his wife from a musician tired of touring and looking forward to seeing her. (The brown L.A. haze he sings about is the notorious L.A. smog, which was especially bad in 1974 before smog checks became mandatory in 1976.) It's from his 1974 album "Living & Dying in 3/4 Time, which was released 3 years before his monster pop country hit "Margaritaville."


"Headin' up to San Francisco
for the Labor Day weekend show,
I've got my hush-puppies on,
I guess I never was meant for
glitter rock and roll.
And honey I didn't know
that I'd be missin' you so.

Come Monday It'll be all right,
Come Monday I'll be holding you tight.
I spent four lonely days in a brown L.A. haze
and I just want you back by my side.

Yes it's been quite a summer,
rent-a-cars and west bound trains.
And now you're off on vacation,
somethin' you tried to explain.
And darlin' I love you so that's
the reason I just let you go.

Come Monday It'll be all right,
Come Monday I'll be holding you tight.
I spent four lonely days in a brown L.A. haze
and I just want you back by my side.

I can't help it honey,
you're that much a part of me now.
Remember the night in Montana when
we said there'd be no room for doubt.

I hope you're enjoyin' the scenery,
I know that it's pretty up there.
We can go hikin on Tuesday,
with you I'd walk anywhere.
California has worn me quite thin,
I just can't wait to see you again..."
Jeremiah Burnham
A Place In California Jeremiah Burnham is a singer and producer from Vermont. This song which evokes the '60s Beach Boys sound is from an album released in 2014 called "Burnahm Would" that his website says is material he wrote and produced representing his more than fifty years in the music business.


"Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
There is a place in California
A special place in California
Down by the sea
Where the surf meets the bay
There's a place there for me
I will go there one day

A girl is there
And I dream of her
And places where
I find and love her

Down by the sand
Where the sea sings its song
(California)
I'll take her hand
And we'll walk on the sand
(Some day)

Those starry nights in California
Will be alright
They seem to warm ya

Down by the shore
It's where I want to be
(California)
The girl I hope for
Will be there for me

There is a place in California
A special place in California
Down by the sea
Where the surf meets the bay
(California)
There's a place there for me
I will go there one day...."
Jake Burns
California Bound Jake Burns is a singer from Northern Ireland, now based in Chicago, active since 1977. He's best known as the frontman of Stiff Little Fingers. This song is from 2020, so he'll need to set the way-back machine for 54 years in the past.


"I wish I was California bound
Where the sun shines and music's all around
I'd take a guitar in my left hand
A rucksack on my back
Hitchhike to Laurel Canyon
And probably not come back
Wish I was California bound

Just go back in time to '66
Where the music plays loud all year
You've got Jackson Browne in one ear
While Joni MItchell sings all night
Carole King plays piano
James Taylor's getting high
Wish I was California bound

Imagine if David Crosby lived next door
He'd be talkin' about his future summer tour
Telling stories about The Troubador
Truth and lies beneath the floor
Wish I was California bound

Maybe one day I'll take the plane
And stop off at San Francisco Bay
With a guitar in my left hand
A rucksack on my back
Make my way to the canyon
And probably not come back

Wish I was California bound
Oh one day
I will be California bound
Oh one day
I will be California bound"
C
Cage the Elephant
Mess Around This is from a band from Kentucky who have had lots of number one hits on the Billboard Alternative Rock charts, including this song. It's off their 2015 album Tell Me I'm Pretty. There's only a quick mention of California.


"Ahhhhh, oh no
Ahhhhh, oh no
Ahhhhh, oh no
No, she don't mess around
No, she don't mess around

Oh St. Louis, California
Blue eyes, yeah she's comin' for ya
Land of Mary, Charm City
Oh lord, wish she was my baby
You know she'll drive you crazy
Yeah she's coming for ya
No, she don't mess around
No, she don't mess around

Ahhhhh, oh no
Ahhhhh, oh no
Ahhhhh, oh no
No, she don't mess around
No, she don't mess around

The heat is rising and only getting hotter, ready to blow
I think I'll pour myself a glass of water, let it flow
She'll show you what she's made of
Yeah she's comin' for ya
She's gonna try to break ya
Yeah she's comin' for ya
No, she don't mess around
No, she don't mess around

Ahhhhh, oh no
Ahhhhh, oh no
Ahhhhh, oh no
No, she don't mess around
No, she don't mess around...."
J. J. Cale
Downtown L.A. J. J. Cale was a singer-songwriter from Oklahoma known for his great country/blues slide guitar playing. His wah-wah slide on "Crazy Mama" still gets to me after 40 years, not to mention "Magnolia." This is from Cale's "Grasshopper" album released in 1982. Much of downtown L.A. has been developed and gentrified since Cale wrote this, but my impression is that poverty and homelessness in the area is far worse than it was then.


"Downtown L.A. is a depressing place
You can see young men with deep lines in their face
They could all be something if somebody cared
But nobody knows they're even down there
Old woman walking with a sack on her back
Picking up the garbage people put out back
Men down there trying to walk the line
Trading their soul for a bottle of wine

In the inner city it ain't no good
It's a long, long way from Hollywood
Bad kind of people got a hold of the street
They got something that the poor people need
At two in the morning they bust your head
Fat chance walking you'll end up dead
It' the law of the jungle with a gun and a knife
If you stay long enough you lose your life

Man down there he couldn't be lying
He was sleeping in the street and he couldn't keep from crying
Said he'd been there for twenty one years
Through the bars and the brawls and the blues and the tears
Prop up the front the back falls down
All around the canyons of L.A. town
When he asked me for a dollar I looked him in his face
Downtown L.A. is a depressing place"
J. J. Cale
Santa Cruz This song is from the 1997 album "Anyway The Wind Blows - The Anthology." It mentions two of his songs from the 1970s that were hits for Eric Clapton.


"Oo-wee how did I lose
Talkin' about a night in Santa Cruz
Oo-wee how did I lose
Talkin' about a night in Santa Cruz
Well I came to coast from L.A.
Just to give a little music to boo me away
Hey J.J. can you play Cocaine
Do After Midnight it's all the same
Oo-wee how did I lose
Talkin' about a night in Santa Cruz
Oo-wee how did I lose
I'll tell you about the night in Santa Cruz
Well we didn't play long it booed too soon
I can't do right no matter what you do
A girl in the crowd, at the finale
Shouted at me had I even turned
Another man left 'cause he didn't stay long
I thought we had played his favorite song
Hey you, pull that weight
A soon as it's cleaned up then I'll fade away
My friends and I hope you're glad to see
Me and friends coming off the street
Play, Richard
I don't mean a man can't lose
Just stay by the night in Santa Cruz
Just stay by the night in Santa Cruz
I don't mean a man can't lose"
California Dreams
California Dreams California Dreams was a sitcom that aired on NBC for five seasons from 1992 to 1996, about teenagers in a beach town who formed a band. This was the main theme song for the show, which also appeared on the "California Dreams" soundtrack album. It's hard to know who is actually playing and singing on this song by a band that was formed for the show. Apparently, while some of the actors did sing, other voices were dubbed.


"Surf dudes with attitudes
(Kinda groovy)
Laid back moods
Sky above, sand below
(Good vibrations)
Feelin' mellow

Won't give it up
Don't wanna stop

(Don't wake me up)
Don't wake me up if I'm dreaming
(California dreams)
Just let me lay here in the sun
Until my dream is done

Noise and confusion
Tough times in the neighborhood
Let me keep my illusion
These dreams are good

Won't give it up
Don't wanna stop

(Don't wake me up)
Don't wake me up if I'm dreaming
(California dreams)
Just let me lay here in the sun
Until my dream is done"
California Wives
Los Angeles California Wives are an indie rock band from Chicago formed in 2009. This song is from their debut album "Art History" released in 2012. They get extra credit for namechecking California in the song title and in the band name.


"Los Angeles, arrived
The people talk, people talk now
The voices stick inside your head
They make you wait now for so long
All the day you're on the tracks
You wore a flower to impress
A little more than the less
Told you once now you're lost, lost
When you wake up on your own, don't you know that you were wrong?
When you wake up on your own, don't you know that you were wrong?
Don't you know that you are?
I know the deep past
I watch walk with the wrong crowd
I watch you fake it to the end

And you've been waiting for so long
All the day you're on the tracks
You wore a flower to impress
A little more than the less
You're searching lights now they talk, talk
When you wake up on your own, don't you know that you were wrong?
When you wake up on your own, don't you know that you were wrong?
When you wake up on your own, don't you know that you were wrong?
When you wake up on your own, don't you know that you were wrong?...."
Cab Calloway
San Francisco Fan Cab Calloway was a popular jazz and scat singer, dancer, and bandleader from New York, known as the "Hi-de-ho" man, which comes from the lyrics to his most famous song "Minnie the Moocher." He had several other hits in the 1930s and '40s. This is a slow blues released in 1947.


"San Francisco Fan
Loved a no-good gamblin' man
She drank the coffee dregs
So she could fry his eggs In a golden frying pan

Can-canned by command Of the Gold Rush Cafe Clan
She gave her man her pay
He gambled it away
Playing Chinatown fan-tan

Once they caught him cheatin'
And he knew that he was beaten
When a miner aimed a pistol at his head
Fanny when she'd seen him Ran and jumped right in between 'em
And she stopped a dozen slugs of poison lead

There was Fanny dyin'
While a hundred men stood cryin'
And the angels up above were cryin' too
When seven horses started draggin'
Fanny's coffin in a wagon
Through a dusty Californian avenue

San Francisco Fan
Gave her life to save her man
A man who wasn't worth
A shovelful of earth
From the grave of San Francisco Fan

San Francisco Fan
Loved a no-good gamblin' man
She drank the coffee dregs
So she could fry his eggs
In a golden frying pan

San Francisco Fan
Gave her life to save her man
A man who wasn't worth
A shovelful of earth
From the grave of San Francisco Fan"
Cake
Bound Away Cake is an alternative rock band from Sacramento formed in 1991. This song, which name checks their home town, is from their 2011 album "Showroom of Compassion.


"I'm an unknown individual in an unattended car
Hey, welcome to Chicago or wherever you are
New York to London, Barcelona to Berlin
Sacramento, California, we are leaving again

Away, away, away, away
Away, I'm bound away

I'm circling, I'm swiveling, I'm waiting just to land
I'm trying to come home, but I'm here with the band
Traveling, unraveling, I'm staying on track
My plastic utensil has broken in half

Away, away, away, away
Away, I'm bound away

There's low visibility, gusty wind and rain
My carry-on luggage is still on the plane
Seconds turn to minutes, minutes turn to hours
Hours give you a lifetime and a grave with pink flowers

Away, away, away, away
Away, I'm bound
Away, away, away, away
Away, I'm bound away"
Calvin & Juls
California Diva (featuring Tobey Nize) This is an electronic dance track that was released in July 2022 with mostly German lyrics. The English translation is from Google translate, so - beschuldigen Sie mich nicht, wenn Sie einen Fehler finden.



Intro:
"Augen funkeln wie das Meer
Wir kommen uns immer näher
Love is in the Air

Hook:
Du ziehst mich in deinen Bann
Hattest mich von Anfang an
Deine Kurven like Latina
Meine California Diva

Deine Blicke machen mich verrückt
Wir genießen jeden Augenblick
Für dich steig ich in jeden Flieger
Meine California Diva

Verse1:
California Girls were unforgettable
Bist wie ein Candyshop den ich vernaschen will
Du lebst den California Dream Ein Blick von dir und Baby alles ist verziehen
Von den Beverly zu den Hollywood Hills Eine Frau mit Stil und du weisst was du willst
Ich halt zu dir wie der Professor zu Raquel Nike Sneaker,
brauchst kein Dior oder Chanel Du bist anders als die andern‘
Sag mir was du willst, wir gehen es sanft an
Männer schauen dir nach, alle Frauen wollen sein wie du Cruisen von Venice Beach bis nach Malibu
Wir erobern uns die ganze Welt Babe sag mir Amex oder Visa Du bist… meine California Diva

Hook 1x

Verse2:
Ah Boom Shaka laka laka
Heisser als Shakira, Waka Waka
Ich zeig dir die ganze Welt wie Aladdin
Meine Prinzessin und keine Drama Queen
Saphir blaue Augen Komm mit in die Suite ich werd‘ dir dein‘ Atem rauben
Bis die Gemälde von der Wand fallen
Während meine Hand sich fest um dein Hals krallt.
Reiten durch die Nacht als wärst du Pocahontas
Jeder läuft dir nach, so wie ein Kompass
Du bist mein Talisman Goldbraunes Haar und eine Haut wie Marzipan
Komm wir leben auf Neverland
Unsere Story will never end
Du machst süchtiger als Fifa
Du bist… meine California Diva"

Hook 1x

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Intro:
"Eyes sparkle like the sea
We're getting closer and closer
Love is in the Air

Hook:
You cast a spell over me
Had me from the start
Your curves like Latina
My California diva

Your looks drive me crazy
We enjoy every moment
I get on every plane for you
My California diva

Verse1:
California girls were unforgettable
You're like a candy shop that I want to eat
You're living the California Dream One look from you and baby it's all forgiven
From the Beverly to the Hollywood Hills A woman with style and you know what you want
I stand by you like the professor to Raquel Nike Sneaker,
don't need Dior or Chanel you're different than the others'
Tell me what you want, we'll take it easy
Men look at you, all women want to be like you Cruising from Venice Beach to Malibu
We're conquering the whole world Babe tell me Amex or Visa You're... my California diva

Hook 1x

Verse2:
Ah Boom Shaka laka laka
Hotter than Shakira, Waka Waka
I'll show you the whole world like Aladdin
My princess and not a drama queen
Sapphire blue eyes Come into the suite, I'll take your breath away
Until the paintings fall off the wall
As my hand tightens around your neck.
Ride through the night like you're Pocahontas
Everyone follows you like a compass
You are my talisman golden brown hair and skin like marzipan
Let's live at Neverland
Our story will never end
You're more addicting than Fifa
You are... my California diva"

Hook 1x
Camera Obscura
Desire Lines Camera Obscura is a Scottish indie pop band, fronted by vocalist Tracyanne Campbell, who also writes all their songs. This song is from the band's fifth album "Desire Lines" releasd in 2013. Ginger Rogers Road is a road in Rancho Mirage in the desert near Palm Springs, right off Bob Hope Drive.


"I went to California
I needed sun, I warned you
When the green of your eyes met my blue by surprise
There was a storm yeah

We could send letters
Beautiful, let us?
I could illustrate for you my day to day
Would that mend us?

Desire Lines sent me to Badlands
But I am on my way back now
I'm going to love you as I know how
I know how

The shade of Jacaranda
The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter
You mention the name
That fills my lungs with pain, eyes like Panda
I could bottle up this love
Find a stall and serve it up
It won't be the same, my heart's calling your name, love

Desire lines sent me to Badlands
But I am on my way back now
I'm going to love you as I know how
I know how

Desire lines sent me to Badlands
But I am on my way back now
I'm going to love you as I know how
I know how

Desire lines sent me to Badlands
But I am on my way back now
Let me love you as I know how
I know how

Ginger Rogers Road
I was heading home
With an official polling card to vote for you, lad
I vote for you, lad
I vote for you, lad
I vote for you, lad
I vote for you, lad
I vote for you"
Glen Campbell
Country Boy (You Got Your Feet in L.A.) Glen Campbell was a country boy from Arkansas who worked for years as a studio musician in L.A., so this song might be somewhat autobiographical, even though he didn't write it. He was a member of the loose group of L.A. studio musicans known as "The Wrecking Crew," playing on records for the Beach Boys, Frank Sinatra, Merle Haggard, Phil Spector, The Everly Brothers, Elvis Presley, and many, many more. Then he had a long and successful solo career, winning awards and selling over 45 million records of his own, and he did some acting, also. This song was a hit single from his 1975 album "Rhinestone Cowboy."


""Livin' in the city
Ain't never been my idea of gettin' it on
But the job demands that you make new plans
Before your big chance is gone

You get a house in the hills
You're payin' everyone's bills
And they tell you that you're gonna go far
But in the back of my mind
I hear it time after time
"Is that who you really are?"

Country boy, you got your feet in L.A.
But your mind's on Tennessee
Lookin' back, I can remember the time
When I sang my songs for free

Country boy, you got your feet in L.A.
Take a look at everything you own
But now and then, my heart keeps goin' home

Talkin' on the telephone
Settin' up another day of people to meet
You've gotta do what's right
You've gotta spend the night
Stayin' in touch with the street

When you're surrounded by friends
They say the fun never ends
But I guess I'll never figure it out
'Cause in the back of my mind
I hear it time after time
"Is this what it's all about?"

Country boy, you got your feet in L.A.
But your mind's on Tennessee
Lookin' back, I can remember the time
When I sang my songs for free

Country boy, you got your feet in L.A.
Take a look at everything you own
But now and then, my heart keeps goin' home....""
Camper Van Beethoven
Cowboys From Hollywood Camper Van Beethoven is a band formed in Redlands in 1983 before relocating to Santa Cruz and San Francisco. This song is from their 1985 album "Telephone Free Landslide Victory." The lyrics are simple, just one line repeated a dozen times, in true quirky CVB fashion:


"Aren't y'all cowboys from Hollywood?
"Aren't y'all cowboys from Hollywood?
"Aren't y'all cowboys from Hollywood?...." etc.
Camper Van Beethoven
Dockweiler Beach From "El Camino Real" released in 2014 - a Southern-California-themed album that's a companion to their Northern-California-themed album "La Costa Perdida" released in 2013.


"I am waiting in the water
I am waiting at El Segundo
I am waiting for that rogue wave
I am waiting for your body

I saw you go into the water
I saw Neptune's trident shine
Took you by the hand my darlin'
Took you in the uh-undertow

I will wait ten thousand years
I will wait ten thousand years
Eternity
Ten thousand years
Montgomery-o

I am living in a trailer
Dockweiler Beach at LAX
Planes take off for To-Tokyo
They are never c-coming back

Oceans filled with suh-submariners
Dark secrets and c-c-chemicals
Night time lit by g-g-g-gas flares
Bring my baby's body back

I will wait ten thousand years
I will wait ten thousand years
Eternity
Ten thousand years
Montgomery-o"
Camper Van Beethoven
I Live in L.A. From "El Camino Real" released in 2014 - a Southern-California-themed album that's a companion to their Northern-California-themed album "La Costa Perdida" released in 2013.



"She comes in like a star, wearing jewellery and fur
With her own entourage, hanger-onners in clogs
From some small town in Spain, it's never explained.

Sufficiently
Or the security

I live in L. A.
Come and see me someday.
You can stay at my house.
I've got plenty of space.
I live in L. A.
Come and see me someday boy
If you wanna have a good time
A good time with me.

Black SUVs in the drive, tinted windows and guards
Cowboy boots and shaved heads, Italian suits, tattood necks
The party rages inside, but its never explained
La Frontera plates
Oh boy I hope it's not too late."
Camper Van Beethoven
Northern California Girls Another song about California Girls, from "La Costa Perdida" released in 2013 - a Northern-California-themed album that's a companion to their Southern-California-themed album "El Camino Real" released in 2014.



' Northern California girls say, "Baby come home now"
You don't belong there
Everybody knows this but you
Don't you miss the ocean?
Don't you miss the weather?
Don't you miss me just a little bit?
Northern California girls say, "Come home from Texas"
You could take a fast train
Baby take the next plane
You'd be home by suppertime
There ain't nobody like me
Ain't nobody like me out there
Northern California girls say, "You don't know what you're missing"
I got a good job, stay home and play the guitar
You can raise the children barefoot on the beaches
Teach 'em how to surf and play baseball
Northern California girls say, "Come home from Brooklyn!"
You could take a fast train
Baby take the next plane
You'd be home by suppertime
There ain't nobody like me
Ain't nobody like me out there
Northern California girls say, "Everything happens for a reason"
You did what you had to do
Now it's time for you to come home
Northern California girls
Northern California girls
Northern California girls
Northern California girls '
Camper Van Beethoven
City of Industry An outtake from "El Camino Real" released in 2014, a Southern-California-themed album that's a companion to their Northern-California-themed album "La Costa Perdida" released in 2013.



"So bring a basket for the lions
Of City of Industry
Don't mind the benzene, the double helix
Don't drink the water from my tap

You know the ZIP code, it's got a good one
90601
You love your husband, but you like danger
That's why you're hanging out with me

I'm growing palm trees in wooden barrels
In City of Industry
I've got a contact, a State employee
He's got big gambling debts

I have these wise guys, we meet at Denny's
That's why you can't keep yourself away
You love your husband, yeah I'm a fella
That's why you can't keep yourself away

You love your husband, but you like danger
That's why you're hanging out with me
Meet me at Denny's, we'll plan a heist there
City of Industry

We got a bad man, we got a rock god
We got a man on the inside too
Don't mind the benzene, the double helix
Don't drink the water from the tap."
Charlotte Cardin
California Charlotte Cardin is a model and singer from Montreal, Canada, active since 2013. This is a non-album single released in 2018.


"Miss you every day and L.A. makes me cry
An ocean made its way from your coast to my eyes
You've been hired by them on a brighter side and
Miss you every day, L.A. got me so sad
I wanna kiss your face, tonight it drives me mad
I was separating us, it's never ending 'cause

Dancing in a light
But you're standing
Oh, you're standing
And it burns out when you're high
But you're standing where I'm not
Oh, where I'm not
In California
In California
In California
In California

I miss your skin and your sun in my eyes
When we pole dancing in bed at night
I can't resist you, no, I miss you
I can't resist you
When I see your dark gaze on the shore
No, I can't work any more
'Cause I got a feeling that we're breathing
Together and even

Dancing in a light
But you're standing
Oh, you're standing
And it burns out when you're high
But you're standing where I'm not
Oh, where I'm not
In California
In California
In California
In California

You feel me melting in your hands
My body you held it in the sand
Last night, last night
I'm hot and I'm cold and I'm dry and I'm bleeding
Holding my thoughts and my cries and I'm needing
My, my guy

We're dancing in a light
But you're standing
Oh, you're standing
It burns out when you're high
But you're standing where I'm not
Where I'm not
In California
In California
In California
In California"
Belinda Carlisle
California Belinda Carlisle is a musician and singer from Los Angeles who gained fame as the lead singer of the Go-Go's before finding success as a solo artist. This is from her album "A Woman & A Man" released in 1996. (River Phoenix died in October 1993. The Northridge quake happened in January 1994.)
I don't know of other songs that mention River Phoenix, but here's a list of songs that mention California Earthquakes.


"I remember I was In the tanning salon
When I heard that River Phoenix was gone
They say that only the good die young
But that ain't true where I come from
California...California

It took a lot for me to say
I want to walk away, L.A.
From the sharks and the Chardonnay
In California...California

Four in the morning we were in our beds
The swaying palm trees above our heads
Woke up to a primal rumbling sound
When the Northridge quake ripped open the
ground
California...California

It took a lot for me to say
I want to walk away L.A.
from the sharks and the Chardonnay
In California... In California

Golden State, I'm back in the Golden State
Golden State of Mind
Golden State, I'm back In the Golden State
Golden State of Mind

It took a lot for me to say
I want to walk away L.A.
From the sharks and the Chardonnay
In California... In California
Walk, walk away

I remember I was in the tanning salon
When I heard that River Phoenix was gone..."
Belinda Carlisle
Summer Rain This song is from her album "Runaway Horses" released in 1990. It's another song that mentions southern California's Santa Ana winds.


"Whispering our goodbyes
Waiting for a train
I was dancing with my baby
In the summer rain
I can hear him saying
Nothing will change
Come dancing with me baby
In the summer rain

I remember the rain on our skin
And his kisses hotter than the
Santa Ana winds
Whispering our goodbyes
Waiting for a train
I was dancing with my baby
In the summer rain

I remember laughing 'til we almost cried
(There at station that night)
I remember looking in his eyes

Oh my love, it's you and that I dream of
Oh my love, since that day
Somewhere in my heart I'm always
Dancing with you in the summer rain...."
Vanessa Carlton
Dear California Vanessa Carlton is an American singer-songwriter from Pennsylvania whose 2002 debut single "A Thousand Miles" was a huge Grammy-nominated hit. This song is from her 2011 album "Rabbits on the Run." The singer of this one is planning on leaving California. Maybe to make room for all the other people who write songs about going there.


"As usual, I'm in a tricky predicament
Weather in my thoughts, on the roof sneaking a cigarette
Dear California, it's been nice to know ya
Tell me, will you miss me when I'm gone?

'Cause he loves me as I leave, so I'm gonna go
And I'm not in companies when you feel it most
And you keep my memory, hope ya keep me close
Would you love me as I leave?

This alchemy is making me suspicious
As if I slipped you some belladonna
That I crossed town to get, don't you know?
Yes, my grand friend checks it

Oh he loves me as I leave, so I'm gonna go
And I'm not in companies when you feel it the most
And you keep my memory, hope ya keep me close
Would you love me as I leave?

Ever-changing as the sea, it's my only hope
It's just me and my pup in the open road
But your face is like a paper-cut to the heart
Slip away while you sleep

It's easy, it's easier
Than it seems
It's easy, it's easier
Than it seems

Just go, I'll go, don't cry
I don't know, I don't know, but you fly
(Hey!)
Paper-cut to the heart

Oh he loves me as I leave, so I'm gonna go
And I'm not in companies when you feel it most
And you keep my memory, hope ya keep me close
Would you love me as I leave?

Ever-changing as the sea
Would you love me as I leave?
Dear California
Would you love me as I leave?
Dear California
Would you love me as I leave?
Dear California
Would you love me as I leave?
Dear California"
Vanessa Carlton
San Francisco This song is from Carlson's 2004 album "Harmonium."


"I, I know what you did
Like a boy of summer gives his first kiss
Love, is dancing on my finger
He got to the heart of the matter and lingered
Now I'm walking with the living
I always liked Steinbeck and those old men whistling

We're back, we're back in San Francisco
We're back and you tell me I'm home

Talking in the Mission
Over coffee this is my utopia
Man, I'll be your lady
As the ocean rises, the sun is fading

We're back, we're back in San Francisco
We're back, we're back in San Francisco
We're back, we're back in San Francisco

And now I feel the ever after
Over red wine on the eve of summer
The buzz, the buzz of the city
As we settle in it's majesty
I, I know what you did
Like a boy of summer gives his first kiss

We're back, we're back in San Francisco
We're back and you tell me I'm home

You tell me I am home
You tell me I am home
You tell me I am home
Back in San Francisco

And I know what you did in San Francisco
I know what you did in San Francisco
San Francisco"
Hoagy Carmichael
Hong Kong Blues Hoagy Carmichael was a musician and songwriter and actor from Indiana, active from 1918-1981, who wrote or co-wrote some of the biggest hits of his era, including "Stardust," "Georgia on My Mind", "Heart and Soul," and "The Nearness of You."

Carmichael sings this song in the classic Howard Hawks film "To Have and Have Not" with Humphry Bogart and 19-year-old Lauren Bacall in her first film. I don't understand why the opium addict says he lives in Frisco if he lives in Tennessee, or why they send rice there (Rice-a-Roni?), but it's just a song.


"It's the story of a very unfortunate colored man
Who got arrested down in old Hong Kong
He got twenty years privilege taken away from him
When he kicked old Buddha's gong

And now he's poppin' the piano just to raise the price
Of a ticket to the land of the free
Well, he says his home's in Frisco where they send the rice
But it's really in Tennessee

That's why he said, 'I need someone to love me
I need somebody to carry me home to San Francisco
And bury my body there
I need someone to lend me a fifty dollar bill and then
I'll leave Hong Kong behind me for happiness once again'

Won't somebody believe
I've a yen to see that Bay again
Every time I try to leave
Sweet opium won't let me fly away"
Car Seat Headrest
Hollywood Car Seat Headrest is an indie rock band formed in Virginia. This song is from the 2020 album "Making a Door Less Open." As happens often in songs about Hollywood, this song doesn't refer to the district in Los Angeles as much as what the word Hollywood has come to represent, which songwriter Will Toledo said in NME is "...a place where people go to make their fantasies come to life, and they end up exploiting other people and doing terrible things to maintain their fantasy." It's a cliche that could be boring but the music makes it worth listening to again.


"I'm sick of violence
Sick of money
Sick of drinking
Sick of drugs
Sick of f**king
Sick of staring at the ads on the bus

Hollywood makes me wanna puke
Hollywood makes me want to -

You got a face that you think
Will last as long as the sphinx
But the poster's painted over in a week if it stinks
So let the people decide
On a metro ride
Because everyone's an artist but
No one has the time, yeah

Everywhere I go, I'm oppressed by these energies
Like it? Yes, I love it
I hear music in my head
Was that a gun?
(He was snapping his gum)
Are my earbuds on the fritz?
There's a hiss on the bus
And it goes round

Hollywood makes me wanna puke
Hollywood makes me wanna puke
Hollywood
Hollywood
Hollywood
Hollywood

Faces form faces
Phrases come in phases
Take me to the palace
Make me think I'm famous
Okay
Hop inside (Come see my movie)
Hop inside (Come see my movie)
Hop inside (Come see my movie)
(Catch a ride) It's kinda groovy

You can't disengage with one single aspect
Watching from the sidelines
Supervising lines
Why don't you take what you can get?
No disruptions on the set
You're gonna wind up back home
Where the fear splits in two like Moses

Into Mansons and Monroeses
Logic and hypnosis
Good and evil
Only people
They don't talk about the
12-year-olds on pills waking up in beds of big producers
I can make you famous
I can make you something...."
Carolina Liar
California Bound Carolina Liar is an indie rock band from L.A. but the lead vocalist is originally from South Carolina, and other band members are from Sweden. This song is from the album "Coming to Terms" released in 2008. The singer can't wait to get back from a dirty town in the north to that California sun that everyone is always singing about, but he's coming by train and not by car. Good luck getting around in California without a car...


"You're miles away
You just can't relate
Are you what surrounds you?
 
You feel alive
At least you think that life
Is something in you
What do we know?
 
There's a southern bound train tomorrow
Takes us out of this dirty town
Chase the sun back to the west coast
In eight hours we're California bound
We're California bound
 … … … …

Forget everything tomorrow
We'll be on a brand new road
Chasing the sun back to the west coast
In eight hours we're California bound
We're California bound
We're California bound"
Julian Casablancas
Old Hollywood Julian Casablancas is a singer-songwriter from New York City, active since 1998, and best known as the lead singer for The Strokes. This song is a bonus track download from his solo album "Phrazes for the Young" released in 2009. Seems like something he wrote after watching a lot of TCM.


"In old Hollywood, proud and gray
All of the ghosts gathered 'round the TV

We can argue all that you like
We can argue until we fight
But the loser may have been right

Glamorous, black and white
Zoning out, most the night

Why do we end up imitating
All the ones that we once were hating?
Men are clumsy, violent fools
Women are a delicate pool of flowers and cobras

Short story long
I put it in a song
As the TV was shouting on

Because being quiet can sometimes
Be more powerful than being right
You could try it

We can argue all that you like
We can argue until we fight
But the loser may have been right"
Rafael Casal & Daveed Diggs (featuring Chinaka Hodge)
Foxy Girls (Candy Store) Rafael Casal is a musician and actor from Berkeley and Daveed Diggs is a rapper/actor/songwriter from Oakland who won awards for his work in the Broadway production of "Hamilton." Chinaka Hodge is a writer from Oakland. Casal and Diggs are both filmmakers also, and I recommend their 2018 film "Blindspotting" which they wrote and produced and starred in. It's mostly about the gentrification of Oakland, cultural appropriation, loss of identity, and the struggles of a man who witnesses a white police officer gun down a black man.

This hyphy/hip-hop track from the Bay Boy Mixtape, released in 2010, samples Rodger Collins' song "Foxy Little Girls in Oakland" from 1970.


"The Bay
The Bay
The Bay
Candy store
The Bay
Candy store

[Rafael Casal]
There they go
Done up from head to toe
She’s so incredibly town
Guess that’s just how they roll
So I figured I’d say hi
She waved at me “hello”
Just checking if she’s sweet
See, Oakland’s the candy store

[Daveed Diggs]
Maybe I didn’t appreciate you till I left

[Rafael Casal]
But I’m back and I promise you the town got the best

[Daveed Diggs]
Rocking naturals, infallible, impeccably dressed

[Rafael Casal]
Lips smashing, toes going with the tips of your dreads

[Daveed Diggs]
Shake ‘em, pretty little Bay baby
Say, yuh, if I may play you this song would you come into my scrap

[Rafael Casal]
From the Lake to E14 we bending corners
Every day I fall in love when I’m in Oakland, California

[Daveed Diggs]
Oh, Ghost Town girls gon' give me the holy ghost
Ride my (uh) let me get you alone
I’m’a spit it for you, lick it, it be sweeter than the berry
Can I get them panties off by the time we hit Seminary

[Rafael Casal]
Say oh yeah, they’re everywhere I see
So when I was grammy afternoons and yelling “Mami, ven aquí”
So Oaklandish full of Spanish
She all hips and town bidness, I'm tryna get out this young

[Chorus]
Foxy little girls in Oakland
Something like I’ve never never seen before
Candy store
Foxy little girls in Oakland
Something like I’ve never ever seen before
Candy store
Candy store
Foxy little girls in Oakland (where they at)
Foxy little girls in Oakland (I wanna see em baby)
Foxy little girls in Oakland (where you goin’, girl)
Foxy little girls (what’s yo name)

I've gots sweets and
You call home
Come on home to my
Candy store

[Rafael Casal]
There they go
Done up from head to toe
She’s so incredibly town
Guess that’s just how they roll
So I figured I’d say hi
She waved at me “hello”
Just checking if she’s sweet
See, Oakland’s the candy store

[Chinaka Hodge]
First things first, raise a toast to my city
Where the girls go dumb, and the pimps get pretty
Where the metro phone’s got my ringtone playing
It’s a Getback tune but the call is delayed
No problem, I got it
Hi Oakland, it’s 'Naka
Go back to my block where the girls all grown
Packed full of hair in they rat tail combs
Ratchin a scrap of a Mac Dre tome
Slabs full of concrete, pop, call home
So stick with it, get lifted
Throw your weave back like you all mixed it
F**k what you heard about an L.A. beauty
Oakland face, East Bay booty
Get y’all rakes in the gate of the dancer
My kitty go hard, it’s the shape of a panther...."
The Casanovas
California The Casanovas are a rock band from Australia, active since 1999. This song is from their album "All Night Long" released in 2006.


"I'm packing up my suitcase
I'm gonna hit that road
And I don't mind if I never see this place again
I'm going where the sun shines
Almost every day
And I don't know if I'm ever gonna go back home
'Cause I'm so tired of being stuck in this old hotel
Where I'm going nobody knows my name

Far away
In sunny California
Far away
In sunny California

I'm sick of all this bitchin'
I feel like I can't move
And I don't care if I never hear another word
Where I'm going nobody cares about what you've done
On that mountain the snow slowly melts away

Far away
In sunny California
Far away, yeah yeah, yeah,
In sunny California

Far away
In sunny California
Far away, yeah yeah, yeah,
In sunny California

Far away
In sunny California
Far away, yeah
In sunny California"
Cascada
San Francisco Cascada is a German dance music group formed in 2004. This is a EuroDance song from their 2011 album "Original Me" that has been criticized as being similar to Katy Perry's "California Gurls." I don't know why the singer wants to go back to 1969. 1967 was The Summer Of Love. That's the year I would set my time machine for, if I was her.


"I'll take you back to 1969
Let's hit the city of freedom, like old times
It's getting dirty
Underneath the blue sky

Imagine you and me count the butterflies

One, two, three
Let's bring it on
Keep on dancing in the streets of love
French kissing on JFK Drive
Till we crash at the beach
Where we watch the sun rise

Tell me what you waiting for

We're crossing the Golden Gate
Party at the Frisco Bay

Wake me up in San Francisco

We knew the power is in your head, girl
Party everywhere, girl

Wake me up in San Francisco

Where the love is in the air
All the people stop and stare
Baby take me back to the city of love
To the place that I've been dreaming of

San Francisco


Wake me up in San Francisco

It's 10 pm
Getting ready for the night
Wanna be a hippie when the city's getting high
I'm cruising down Broadway, you on my side
Pulling over my pink rover at the Hungry Eye

One, two, three
Let's bring it on
DJ play my favorite beats
All night long
Poppin' some bottles, champagne, red wine
And we both giddy up on the rooftop
And watch the city lights

Tell me what you waiting for

We're crossing the Golden Gate
Party at the Frisco Bay

Wake me up in San Francisco..."
Neko Case
In California Neko Case is a singer-songwriter from Tacoma, Washington, active since 1994. The narrator of this song dreams of snow now that she's living in sunny L.A. where she feels like just another victim of the same show business machine that murdered the Black Dahlia. This song is also included on her album "Live from Austin TX" released in 2017. She recorded it earlier, but I can't find out when that was.


"In California I dream of snow
And all the places we used to go
With the night falling down
With the night falling down
Now I'm living in Korea Town
Waking to the sound of car alarms

I remember your face when I showed you the ticket
Said you were happy for me, your heart wasn't in it
Just a phone call away
Now there's nothing to say
As the days roll by, disconnected

In the land where the sun is always shining on
Crying alone, palm tress are laughing at me
Another fool playing songs that don't matter
For people who chatter endlessly

Another suicide on the 405
The Black Dahlia she smiles and smiles
It's the same old town that bled her dry
One more starlet, one more time
Bound to make it do or die
Talk a walk to Bonnie Brae
Try to wash these dreams away
They try to tell me L.A is beautiful when it rains"
Neko Case & Her Boyfriends
Thrice All American (Tacoma) This song from the album "Furnace Room Lullaby" released in 2000 is about Neko Case's home town of Tacoma Washington, which had seen hard times. She gets in a dig at California singing "God bless California, make way for the Walmart. I hope they don't find you Tacoma." I'm sorry to report to her that they did find it. Walmart opened a store in Tacoma in 2013.


"I want to tell you about my hometown
It's a dusty old jewel in the South Puget Sound
Well the factories churn and the timbers all cut down
And life goes by slow in Tacoma

People they laugh when they hear you're from my town
They say it's a sour and used up all place
I defended its honor, shrugged off the put downs
You know that you're poor, from Tacoma

Buildings are empty like ghettos or ghost-towns
It gives me a chill to think what was inside
I can't seem to fathom the dark of my history
I invented my own in Tacoma

There was nothing to put me in love with the good life
I'm in league with the the gangs guns, and the crime
There was no hollow promise that life would reward you
There was nowhere to hide in Tacoma

People who built it they loved it like I do
There was hope in the trainyard of something inspired
Once was I on it, but it's been painted shut
I found passion for life in Tacoma

Well I don't make it home much, I sadly neglect you
But that's how you like it away from the world
God bless California, make way for the Walmart
I hope they don't find you Tacoma"
Johnny Cash
Folsom Prison Blues Johnny Cash was a country music artist from Arkansas active from 1954-2003 and one of the best-selling music artists of all time. This became a signature song for him that often started his shows. The song became a huge hit and Cash later made a classic country album recorded live at the prison.

Folsom State Prison is near Sacramento. Cash said he wrote this 1955 song after watching a movie about the prison when he was in the Air Force in Germany, but he used the melody and many of the lyrics from the 1953 song "Crescent City Blues" written by Gordon Jenkins. Jenkins sued and Cash paid him a settlement in 1968. Some say that Sam Phillips of Son Records is the one who refused to credit Jenkins. Cash's song is much better, but this is just another ugly example of powerful people stealing l from the less powerful.


"I hear the train a comin'
It's rolling round the bend
And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when
I'm stuck in Folsom Prison, and time keeps draggin' on
But that train keeps a rollin' on down to San Antone

When I was just a baby my mama told me. Son
Always be a good boy, don't ever play with guns
But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die
When I hear that whistle blowing, I hang my head and cry

I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car
They're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars
Well I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free
But those people keep a movin'
And that's what tortures me

Well if they freed me from this prison
If that railroad train was mine
I bet I'd move it on a little farther down the line
Far from Folsom Prison, that's where I want to stay
And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away"
Nick Cave and Warren Ellis
All the Gold in California Nick Cave is an Australian entertainer active since 1973. He fronted the punk band The Birthday Party before fronting Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds. This collaboration, with Australian musician and member of the Bad Seeds Warren Ellis, was made for the HBO Series "True Detective" in 2015. It's a cover version of the 1979 Gatlin Brothers song.


"All the gold in California is in a bank in the middle of Beverly Hills
In somebody else's name, so if you're dreaming about California
It don't matter at all where you've played before
California's a brand new game

Tryin' to be a hero, winding up a zero
Can scar a man forever right down to your soul
Living on the spotlight can kill a man outright
'Cause everything that glitters is not gold

And all the gold in California is in a bank in the middle of Beverly Hills
In somebody else's name, so if you're dreaming about California
It don't matter at all where you've played before
California's a brand new game...."
Cavo
California Cavo is a rock band from St. Louis Missouri, active since 2001. This is a good hard rock song from the album "Thick as Thieves" released in 2012.


"Sitting in a dark room
Falling to pieces
Try to find the right words
So you can sing along

Wear it like a tight noose
I don't wanna feel this
Might of made a wrong move
Now I'm all alone

I never know which way to go
A million thoughts I can't control
The city sleeps, but I can't close my eyes
In California
In California

Drowning in a bright room
Faking the feelings
Wonder if the right words
Are even here at all

I'm living through the hardest part
In a city full of fallen stars
A million dreams but I can't close my eyes
In California
(California)
In California

How many miles until I lose myself
How many miles until I lose myself
How many miles until I lose myself
How many miles until I lose myself
In California
(California)
In California
(California)
How many miles until I lose myself
(California)
In California
How many miles until I lose myself
In California
(California)...."
Arman Cekin (featuring Snoop Dogg & Paul Rey)
California Dreaming Arman Cekin is a musician from the Netherlands and broke onto the dance music scene in 2014. Paul Rey is a singer from Sweden, active since 2015. Snoop Dogg is a rapper and actor from Long Beach. This dance track was released in 2017, but an earlier version without Snoop Dogg was released in 2016. The singer of this song is already in California but he has to do some California dreaming anyway because he's stuck inside working. We can all relate to that.


[Paul Rey]

"These palm trees they sway
Each night and each day
I'm California dreamin' 'bout you
Ah yeah, got this world class view
But it's you that I think about every time when my mind zoning
It's you that I think about every time that I get lonely
It's you that I call on my FaceTime when I need something real
I work the night shift 'til late in the PM
I'm California dreamin'
You, you, you

California dreamin' 'bout you
(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey...)
California dreamin' 'bout you
(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey...)

Ah yeah, not quite right sometimes, 'cause I
I've been feeling myself too much
Feeling myself too much oh I'm missing your touch
Missing the way you say my name
Hate that I'm away, you know I'd stay
But I got these songs to cut
In the stu' with an empty cup
I've been sipping this drink too much
But Goddamn, I've been working hard as f**k
And what's work without play in L.A.?

I'm California dreamin'
(California dreamin')
About you, you, you, you-you, you
One time I tell 'em I'm California dreamin', dreamin' dreamin'
One time I tell 'em I'm California dreamin', dreamin' dreamin'

California dreamin' 'bout you
California dreamin' dreamin' dreamin'
(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey...)
California dreamin' 'bout you
(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)

[Snoop Dogg]

Don't wake me up, just bake-cake me up
And get a whiff of these tasty buds
In HD cuz, I'm thinkin' 'bout safes and hugs
I chase the love, cheese please
Palm trees, breeze, ease your mind I put cream on it
Lay back relax, now dream on it
Watchu think? You want a drink?
You want a sea on the shore, make you walk the plank
Skydive, overview
California what a point of view
The weather, whatever, endure your endeavor
If you ride with me baby we can do this forever
In a day, yessir ain't no other way
This is Cali-for-ni-yay!
Yay, yay, dream on, dream on

[Paul Rey]

One time I tell 'em I'm California dreamin', dreamin' dreamin'
California dreamin' 'bout you
California dreamin', dreamin' dreamin'
California dreamin' 'bout you

You, you, you, you-you, you

California dreamin' 'bout you"
Celeborate
California Breeze Celeborate is a rapper from Sacramento who started out in the Bay Area in 2011. This is from his album "Hear Me Out" released in 2019.


"I'm just like Kenny from the Cosbys 'cause I'm always with my bud
No‚ I'm not a pothead‚ it just keep me chill as f**k
'Cause you know‚ I think about you from the second I wake up
'Til the numbers on my clock place me in my slumber
And none of these b***hes ever help me with the way I felt 'bout you
'Cause baby, you a blessing like a n***a said hachoo
Andy Dufresne ain't even close compared to what I put you through
I realize now that you are not a plaything for me to use
So just tip this brew, lay your head on my chest‚ my love is Temper-Pedic
I got an appetite for destruction, but won't use you to feed it
Just wanna give you rounds and work you out until you feel defeated
Look you up and down then walk around, act like I'm Willie Beamen
These are just some of the crazy ideas‚ baby, that I've been thinking
Gotta excuse me for being so suggestive, I've been drinking
I've been saving up for you to tell me when you gon' be leaving
And when you'll fly out to me one evening and feel this California breeze, yeah

Feel this California breeze
Come feel this California breeze, yeah
Come feel this California breeze
Come feel this California breeze
Please come feel this California breeze...."
Exene Cervenka
Alone in Arizona Exene Cervenka was one of the vocalists from the seminal L.A. punk band X. She also sang with the Knitters and other bands. She wrote this song and included it on her 2011 album "The Excitement Of Maybe." Her former X bandmate John Doe also sings a version of the song.


"My heart is blue with losing you
My soul is still losing you
The road is rough, I'm losing you
The sun beats down, I'm losing you

My heart's in California, I'm alone in Arizona
My heart's in California, I'm alone in Arizona

Found her where it shouldn't be, I'm losing you
Cactus run away from me, I'm losing you
The shades I've drawn, I'm losing you
My eyes are closed, I'm losing you

My heart's in California, I'm alone in Arizona
My heart's in California, I'm alone in Arizona

My heart is blue with losing you
My soul is still losing you
The road is rough, I'm losing you
The sun beats down, I'm losing you

My heart's in California, I'm alone in Arizona...."
Harry Chapin
Taxi Harry Chapin was a Grammy-winning pop rock singer-songwriter from New York who produced a lot of hits in his short life, including the #1 hit "Cat's in the Cradle." This song is from his 1972 album "Heads & Tales." While the song is about a taxi driver in San Francisco who picks up an old girlfriend, don't bother looking for her address - I already did. It doesn't exist.


"It was raining hard in 'Frisco
I needed one more fare to make my night
A lady up ahead waved to flag me down
She got in at the light

Oh, where you going to, my lady blue
It's a shame you ruined your gown in the rain
She just looked out the window
She said, Sixteen Parkside Lane

Something about her was familiar
I could swear I'd seen her face before
But she said, I'm sure you're mistaken
And she didn't say anything more

It took a while, but she looked in the mirror
And she glanced at the license for my name
A smile seemed to come to her slowly
It was a sad smile, just the same

And she said, How are you Harry
I said, How are you Sue
Through the too many miles
And the too little smiles
I still remember you

It was somewhere in a fairy tale
I used to take her home in my car
We learned about love in the back of a Dodge
The lesson hadn't gone too far

You see, she was gonna be an actress
And I was gonna learn to fly
She took off to find the footlights
And I took off to find the sky

Oh, I've got something inside me
To drive a princess blind
There's a wild man, wizard
He's hiding in me, illuminating my mind
Oh, I've got something inside me
Not what my life's about
'Cause I've been letting my outside tide me
Over 'til my time, runs out

(Baby's so high that she's skying)
(Yes, she's flying, afraid to fall)
(I'll tell you why baby's crying)
('Cause she's dying, aren't we all)

There was not much more for us to talk about
Whatever we had once was gone
So I turned my cab into the driveway
Past the gate and the fine trimmed lawns


And she said, we must get together
But I knew it'd never be arranged
And she handed me twenty dollars
For a two fifty fare
She said, Harry, keep the change


Well, another man might have been angry
And another man might have been hurt
But another man never would've let her go
I stashed the bill in my shirt

And she walked away in silence
It's strange, how you never know
But we'd both gotten what we'd asked for
Such a long, long time ago

You see, she was gonna be an actress
And I was gonna learn to fly
She took off to find the footlights
And I took off for the sky

And here, she's acting happy
Inside her handsome home
And me, I'm flying in my taxi
Taking tips, and getting stoned
I go flying so high, when I'm stoned"
Charlene
I've Never Been to Me Charlene is a singer from Hollywood who only had one big hit - this one. It's original release in 1977 was unsuccessful, but its re-release in 1982 charted at #3. I have nothing against women who are happily married with children or against women who choose to give up their dreams to stay in a loveless marriage and raise their children (thanks mom!) but this has to be one of the most anti-feminist songs ever written. The singer tries to convince a woman that it's better to give up her dreams and stay in an unhappy marriage than it is to be making love in the sun in paradise and sipping champagne on a yacht - a woman who tries to be free only ends up alone because only babies will make her complete. It's not hard to tell that the lyrics were written by a man, is it? (Along with the awful cloying melody, too.)


"Hey lady, you lady
Cursing at your life
You're a discontented mother
And a regimented wife
I've no doubt you dream about
The things you'll never do
But, I wish someone had talked to me
Like I wanna talk to you

Whoooa, I've been to Georgia
And California and anywhere I could run
Took the hand of a preacher man
And we made love in the sun
But I ran out of places
And friendly faces
Because I had to be free
I've been to paradise
But I've never been to me

Please lady, please, lady
Don't just walk away
'Cause I have this need to tell you
Why I'm all alone today
I can see so much of me
Still living in your eyes
Won't you share a part
Of a weary heart
that has lived a million lies

Whoooa, I've been to Nice
And the Isle of Greece
While I've sipped champagne on a yacht
I've moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo
And showed 'em what I've got
I've been undressed by kings
And I've seen some things
That a woman ain't supposed to see
I've been to paradise
But I've never been to me

[Spoken Bridge - not in all versions]

Hey, you know what paradise is
It's a lie
A fantasy we create about people
And places as we'd like them to be
But you know what truth is
It's that little baby you're holding
And it's that man you fought with this morning
The same one you're going to make love with tonight
That's truth, that's love...."

Sometimes I've been to crying
For unborn children
That might have made me complete
But I, I took the sweet life
I never knew
I'd be bitter from the sweet
I've spent my life exploring
The subtle whoring
That costs too much to be free
Hey lady, I've been to paradise
But I've never been to meeeeeee

I've been to paradise
(Never been to me)

I've been to Georgia
And California and anywhere I could run
I've been to paradise
(Never been to me)

I've been to Nice
And the Isle of Greece
While I've sipped champagne on a yacht
I've been to paradise
(Never been to me)"
Charli XCX
Boys Charli XCX is a pop singer and songwriter from the UK who has written some very successful songs for other singers, most notably so far - Iggy Azalea's "Fancy." There's only a brief mention of L.A. in this single from 2017, but after hearing so many songs sung by guys bragging about having girls all over the world, it's refreshing to hear a song about a woman with a similar one track mind. (This song pairs well with "Girls" by the Beastie Boys.)


"I was busy thinkin' 'bout boys, boys, boys
Always busy dreamin' 'bout boys, boys, boys
Head is spinnin' thinkin' 'bout boys

I need that bad boy to do me right on a Friday
And I need that good one to wake me up on a Sunday
That one from work can come over on Monday night
I want 'em all, I want 'em all

And when they finally leave me, I'm all alone but
I'm lookin' down and my girls are blowin' my phone up
Them twenty questions, they askin' me where I'm at
Didn't hit 'em back

I'm sorry that I missed your party
I wish I had a better excuse like
I had to trash the hotel lobby

But I was busy thinkin' 'bout boys, boys, boys
Always busy dreamin' 'bout boys, boys, boys
Head is spinnin' thinkin' 'bout boys

In every city I've got one with different ringtones
Flyin' from L.A. all the way to Puerto Rico
My girls are callin' me askin' me where I'm at
Didn't hit 'em back

I'm sorry that I missed your party
I wish I had a better excuse like
I can't even lie you got me

I was busy thinkin' 'bout boys, boys, boys
Always busy dreamin' 'bout boys, boys, boys
Head is spinnin' thinkin' 'bout boys...."
The Charlie Daniels Band
Uneasy Rider Charlie Daniels is a country, bluegrass, southern rock musician best known for the fiddling duel with the Devil in his hit "The Devil Went Down to Georgia." This top ten hit is a silly spoken narrative country novelty song with a guitar background from the band's 1973 album, "Honey in the Rock." The title plays with the title of the movie "Easy Rider." It's about a man driving to L.A. who gets a flat tire in Jackson Mississippi. Back then a man with long hair was considered an offensive "hippy-type, pinko fag" with "a commie flag" by red-necks. (Must have been before the longhaired Alman Brothers Band and Lynyrd Skynyrd got popular.) At the end, the singer considers rerouting his trip to L.A. via Omaha, which doesn't make any sense since it would add about a thousand miles of driving, and since, in 1973, long-hairs weren't very safe anywhere outside of big cities, not even in California, and you can't hid your hair under your hat forever....


"I was takin a trip out to L.A.
Toolin along in my Cheverolet
Tokin' on a number and diggin' on the radio

Just as I crossed the Mississippi line
I heard that highway start to whine
And I knew that left rear tire was about to blow

Well the spare was flat and I got uptight
Cause there wasn't a filling station in sight
So I just limped on down the shoulder on the rim

I went as far as I could and when I stopped the car
It was right in front of this little bar
Kind of a red-neck lookin' joint called the Dew Drop Inn

I stuffed my hair up under my hat
And told the bartender that I had a flat
And would he be kind enough to give me change for a one

There was one thing I was sure proud to see
There wasn't a soul in the place except for him and me
He just looked disgusted and pointed toward the telephone

I called up the station down the road a ways
He said he wasn't very busy today
And he could have someone out there in just about 10 minutes or so

He said, "Now, you just stay right where yer at!"
And I didn't bother to tell the darn fool
That I sure as hell didn't have anyplace else to go

I just ordered up a beer and sat down at the bar
When some guy walked in and said, "Who owns this car
With the peace sign, the mag wheels and the four on the floor?"

He looked at me and I damn near died
And I decided that I'd just wait outside
So I laid a dollar on the bar and headed for the door

Just when I thought I'd get outta there with my skin
These 5 big dudes come strollin' in
With one old drunk chick and some fella with green teeth

I was almost to the door when the biggest one
Said, "You tip your hat to this lady, son!"
And when I did, all that hair fell out from underneath

Now the last thing I wanted was to get into a fight
In Jackson Mississippi on a Saturday night
Especially when there was three of them and only one of me

They all started laughin and I felt kinda sick
And I knew I better think of something pretty quick
So I just reached out and kicked old green teeth right in the knee

Now he let out a yell that'd curl yer hair
But before he could move I grabbed me a chair
And said "Now watch him Folks cause he's a thoroughly dangerous man!"

"You may not know it but this man is a spy.
He's a undercover agent for the FBI
And he's been sent down here to infiltrate the Ku Klux Klan!"

He was still bent over holdin on to his knee
But everybody else was looking and listening to me
And I laid it on thicker and heavier as I went

I said, "Would you believe this man has gone as far
As tearing Wallace stickers off the bumpers of cars.
And he voted for George McGovern for President."

"Well, he's a friend of them long haired, hippy-type, pinko fags!
I betchya he's even got a commie flag
tacked up on the wall inside of his garage."

"He's a snake in the grass, I tell ya guys.
He may look dumb but that's just a disguise,
He's a mastermind in the ways of espionage"

They all started lookin' real suspicious at him
And he jumped up and said "Now just wait a minute Jim!
You know he's lying I been living here all of my life!"

"I'm a faithful follower of Brother John Birch
And I belong to the Antioch Baptist Church.
And I ain't even got a garage, you can call home and ask my wife!"

Then he started saying somethin bout the way I was dressed
But I didn't wait around to hear the rest
I was too busy moving and hoping I didn't run outta luck

When I hit the ground I was making tracks
And they were just taking my car down off the jacks
So I threw the man a twenty and jumped in and fired that mother up

Mario Andretti wouldda sure been proud
Of the way I was movin' when I passed that crowd
Coming out the door and headed toward me at a trot

And I guess I should of gone ahead and run
But somehow I just couldn't resist the fun
Of chasing them all just once around the parking lot

Well they headed for their car, but I hit the gas
And spun around and headed them off at the pass
I was slinging gravel and putting a ton of dust in the air

I had them all out there steppin' and fetchin'
Like their heads was on fire and their asses was catchin'
then I figgered I had better go ahead and split before the cops got there

When I hit the road I was really wheelin'
Had gravel flyin' and rubber squeelin'
And I didn't slow down till I was almost to Arkansas

I think I'm gonna reroute my trip
I wonder if anybody'd think I'd flipped
If I went to L.A., via Omaha"
Cheap Trick
California Girl Cheap Trick is a rock band from Illinois formed in 1973. This is from the band's album "The Latest" released in 2009. It's a good companion to their song "California Man."


"There's a bad little girl
In the neighborhood
She's got backstreet savvy
Up to no good
She looks my way all wound up tight
Bitin' her lips, hoo! Ready to fight

She's a California girl
She's a California girl
She's a bad little girl
And I know I'm gonna make her mine

Oh, just like a cat
She scratched my back
Under the midnight moon
Hollywood baby
Up to no good
She looks that way
All jacked up tight
Bitin' her lips, hoo! Shakin' her hips

She's a California girl
She's a California girl
She's a bad little girl
And I know I'm gonna make her mine, hoo!

She's the devil's little lady
And my little girl
Sex in the city
She looks my way all wound up tight
All bitin' her lips, hoo! Awww yeah!

There's a California girl
In the neighborhood
She's got a back street savvy
Up to no good
She looks my way
She's all half cocked
Walkin' the walk
Get ready to rock!

She's a California girl
She's a California girl
She's a California girl
And I know I'm gonna make her mine whoo!

She's a California girl (California girl)
She's a California girl (California girl)
She's a California girl (California girl)
She's a California girl (California girl)
She's a California girl (California girl)
She's a California girl
Know I'm gonna make her mine whoo!"
Cheap Trick
California Man This is a cover of the 1972 song by The Move (Roy Wood's band that became The Electric Light Orchestra). It's off the album "Heaven Tonight" released in 1978.


"Goin' to a party,
Meet me on after school.
Well we're goin to a place
Where the jive is really cool.

And if the band stops a playin'
There's a jukebox down the hall.
And with your blue dress on, your folks all gone.
You're sure to give the guys a ball.

Get that real guitar boy shakin',
I'm a California man,
Dance right on till the floors are breakin'
I'm a California man."
Cheat Codes
Home Cheat Codes is a trio of DJs based in Los Angeles. This is a dance-pop song released in 2018.


"Blonde hair and a sun dress
Cocaine on her lips
She is new to Los Angeles, uh
Not used to the lifestyle
Not used to the rules
Don't know if she can handle it

So come in close and stay right by my side, side, side
Believe me, baby, I know what it's like

And she said
Home, it feels like home when I'm with you
Home, it feels like home when I'm with you
Leave it all behind
Put your hand in mine
Home, it feels like home when I'm with you

Feels like home
Feels like home

Spend time like a Rolex
I'll order a car
Take her where she hasn't been, oh yeah
Undress at the coat check
Make out at the bar
She bad but she's innocent

So come in close and stay right by my side, side, side
Believe me, baby, I know what it's like...."
Cheat Codes
Washed Up This 2020 pop song from the L.A. DJs wonders if the singer's companion will stay with him after his star fades and he has to move from L.A. to a place with no five star restaurants. Myself, I'd rather be in a place with a good taco truck.


"If you had to wear a coat to the club
'Cause you know we'd have to wait in the line
If I couldn't get you straight to the front
Would you wanna be seen by my side?
If I had to work just a little hard
If I wasn't so quick to provide
Would you be down for the count?
Or would you be up for the ride?

If what we did in public
Wasn't all recorded
Then put up on Perez
'Cause the people love my story
If we don't hide our face
Under shades that are imported
Would you still feel the same
When I'm just not that important?

If they say I'm washed up
Would you still be in love?
If I'm on the way down
Would you stick around when I'm off the wave?
If they say I'm washed up
Would this still be enough?
If I'm back underground
Would you stick around or forget my name?

Would you stay? Would you stay? Would you stay, yeah?
Would you stay? Would you stay? Would you stay, yeah?

If we had to move away from L.A.
'Cause I couldn't handle the lights (handle the lights)
If it was all over today (over today)
Can you tell me, would we survive?
Without the
Five stars and Four Seasons
With three words that have a meaning
You say yes, but do you mean it?
Yeah

If what we did in public
Wasn't all recorded
Then put up on Perez
'Cause the people love my story
If we don't hide our face
Under shades that are imported
Would you still feel the same
When I'm just not that important?...."
Cheech & Chong
Born in East L.A. Cheech & Chong are a comedy duo who formed in Vancouver Canada. Cheech is from southern California. They did stand-up on stage, made records, and made movies. This song is a parody of the Bruce Springsteen song "Born in the U.S.A." Both were released in 1984. After the duo split up, Cheech Marin made a movie based on the song that was released in 1987. East L.A. is a neighborhood historically made up almost entirely of residents of Latin American heritage (96 percent in 2010.)


(Cheech:)
Took a walk to the corner store
Just to buy a loaf of bread and a box of s'mores
Up pulled a guy in a yellow van
Shiny gold badge flashing in his hand

He said,
(Chong:)
Alright all you mojados down here
I want you all to hit the floor
I got one thing to ask you and nothing more
So answer in English, if you can
Where were ya born, man

(Cheech:)
Huh? Where was I born?
(Chong:)
That's right, I said
Where were ya born?
(Cheech:)
Hey, are you one of those dudes who do horoscopes, man
Hey, I'm a Cancer with a bad moon rising
(Chong:)
Look here el vago, watch my lips
Where were ya born?

(Cheech:)
I was born in East L.A.
Man, I was born in East L.A.
(Chong:)
Oh yeah, you were born in East L.A.
Well let's see your green card, hun?
(Cheech:)
Huh? Green card?
I'm from East L.A.
(Chong:)
Alright, then who's President of the United States
(Cheech:)
Oh, that's easy, man
That guy that used to be on Death Valley Days, John Wayne
(Chong:)
Alright, let's go, come on!

(Cheech:)
Next thing I know, I'm in a foreign land
People talkin so fast, I couldn't understand
There was nobody there to lend a helping hand
I was cold, it was dark, where is a burger stand?

I want to go back to East L.A.
I wish I was back in East L.A.
I don't belong here in downtown T.J.
Cause I was born in East L.A., ole!

I crawled under barbed wire, swam across a stream
Rode in six different trucks packed like a sardine
Walked all day in the burning sun
Now I know what it's like to be Born to Run

Up ahead was the promised land
Shining like a star just beyond my hand
All I could see was a golden door
I looked up, a sign said "Five Zillion Sold Sold"

And I was back in East L.A.
Yes, I was back in East L.A.
You know I'm never gonna stray
Cause I was born in East L.A. Orale!...."
The Cheers
Black Denim Trousers and Motorcycle Boots The Cheers were a vocal group popyular in the mid-1950s. This hit 1955 single was written by the famous songwriting team of Jerry Leiber and Mike Stoller. It's a teenage tragedy song that might be the first of the genre. A bunch of similar songs were written in the years following. The filthy biker in the song hits a diesel that was California bound while riding on Highway 101, and apparently then turns into a naked ghost biker. (Maybe he was even one on fire like the fiery biker in the Nicholas Cage movie.) I'm assuming the accident happened on the 101 in Oregon, but maybe it was in California.


"He wore black denim trousers and motorcycle boots
And a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back
He had a hopped-up 'cycle that took off like a gun
That fool was the terror of Highway 101

Well, he never washed his face and he never combed his hair
He had axle grease embedded underneath his fingernails
On the muscle of his arm was a red tattoo
A picture of a heart saying "Mother, I love you"

He had a pretty girlfriend by the name of Mary Lou
But he treated her just like he treated all the rest
And everybody pitied her 'cause everybody knew
He loved that doggone motorcycle best

He wore black denim trousers and motorcycle boots
And a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back
He had a hopped-up 'cycle that took off like a gun
That fool was the terror of Highway 101

Mary Lou, poor girl, she pleaded and she begged him not to leave
She said "I've got a feeling if you ride tonight I'll grieve"
But her tears were shed in vain and her every word was lost
In the rumble of his engine and the smoke from his exhaust

Then he took off like the Devil and there was fire in his eyes
He said "I'll go a thousand miles before the sun can rise"
But he hit a screamin' diesel that was California-bound
And when they cleared the wreckage, all they found

Was his black denim trousers and motorcycle boots
And a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back
But they couldn't find the 'cycle that took off like a gun
And they never found the terror of Highway 101."
The Cheetah Girls
Christmas in California The Cheetah Girls are an American girl group that was formed for the 2003 Disney TV movie "The Cheetah Girls," based on a series of books, about four teen girls in Manhattan who are in a girl group. There are three Cheetah Girls movies, a few albums and some video games and probably lots of other marketing products, but I had never even heard of them until I discovered this song 14 years later. (Probably because I was never a tween girl.) This song is not from the movie soundtrack, it's from their 2005 album "Cheetah-licious Christmas." The title should have been "Christmas in Southern California" because you won't be getting a tan in Nor Cal in late December or catching any waves (at least not without a wet suit.)


"They got the snow
But we got the beach now
They're getting cold
We're getting pool side seats now

Yeah, we're surfin' through the holidays
bustin' out some candy canes
Hot in the sun

Yeah we're rollerskatin' everyday
Santa Claus is catching waves
Having some fun

(You know I'm talkin' 'bout)
Christmas time in California
All this fun here waiting for ya

They got the sleigh rides and sleigh bells too (Come on girls)
But we got convertables, at Christmas we cruise
We never made a snow man
But we're working on our sun tan

(Everyone knows)
That we can have a holiday
Celebrate it our way
(Come on lets go)

(You know I'm talkin' 'bout)
Christmas time in California
All this fun here waiting for ya

California is the place that you wnana be
Santa even likes our weather better out on Christmas Eve...."
Chris Cheney
California Chris Cheney is from Australia, active in a number of bands since 1992, the most well-known being the rockabilly band The Living End which formed in 1994. But this is his debut solo single released in March 2022 from his forthcoming album "The Storm Before The Calm." Wickipedia says he relocated to Los Angeles in 2011, so maybe that's what inspired the song.


"Slow day, streets on fire
Hey friend, it's been a long while
Back down to the pier last summer
Turn around, go back to California again

She'll still be waitin' there for you
California
When all the people have returned
I guess you have to take her word
She'll never turn her back on you
Dead in the water
And now I wish that I had stayed
The stars are never gonna fade
How could I ever face myself again
If I let you down

Firefly trapped in a jar in
Tennessee
Avoid the long distance
Break down
Jump to California
Fault line
Hey you're just in time for the rain

She'll still be waitin' there for you
California
When all the people have returned
I guess you have to take her word
She'll never turn her back on you
Dead in the water
And all the wishes that you made
The stars are never gonna fade
How could I ever face myself again
If I let you down

She'll be waitin' there
California
When all the people have returned
I guess you have to take her word
California
Like a long lost forgotten road
Wake up now we're goin' home

Dream baby dream
Dream baby dream
California
Dream baby dream"
Cher
L.A. Plane Cher is a singer, actress, TV personality, and style icon from southern California, active since 1963. This song about going home to California is from her album "Cherished" released in 1977.


"Seven thousand miles to Paris
Nine hundred miles to Rome
And I'm goin' every mile to find
My piece of mind at home

This infatuation is driving me insane
Make my reservation
On the next L.A. bound plane

Get me high, get me sane
Get me aboard that L.A. plane
I'm tired of this pouring rain
I'm tired of just passin' through

Get me safe, get me warm
Get me a southern California morning
Where I was born, boy I'm coming
I'm coming home to you

He looked so fine in Europe
On all the posters and brochures
I thought they promised something more
Than what was mine and yours

Well I was lookin' for excitement
On every boat and train
But all I saw were unfamiliar
Faces in the rain

Get me high, get me sane
Get me aboard that L.A. plane
I'm tired of this pouring rain
I'm tired of just passing through

Get me safe, get me warm
Get me a southern California morning
Where I was born, babe I'm coming
I'm coming home to you

And now nothing looks better in my mind
Than your warm and loving face
And all these miles have taught me
That your love can't be replaced

Get me high, get me sane
Get me aboard that L.A. plane
I'm tired of this pouring rain
I'm tired of just passing through

Get me safe, get me warm
Get me a southern California morning
Where I was born, babe I'm coming
I'm coming home to you"
Kenny Chesney
California Kenny Chesney is a country music artist from Tennessee, active since 1988. They don't get much bigger than Chesney in any genre, and he has 30 million album sales and almost as many awards to prove it. This song is from his 1999 album "Everywhere We Go." It's about a woman who thinks that going to sunny California will solve all her problems. Maybe it will. Probably it won't.


"She lived at the end of a little dirt road
In a house where secrets go untold
Barefoot in a cotton dress
Dark hair in a tangled mess
And a head full of crazy dreams
She said

I'm goin' to California
A place where the sun always shines
I'm goin' to California
And I'm leavin' everything behind

You can't help but feel a little bit touched
When your daddy loves you a little too much
You can wish on four leaf clovers
But all the fields have been plowed over
And there's nothin' left to do but fly away
She said

I'm goin' to California
A place where the sun always shines
I'm goin' to California
And I'm leavin' everything behind

Stars burn like candles on that two-lane highway
She made her wish, and disappeared on her 18th birthday
And she said

I'm goin' to California
A place where the sun always shines
I'm goin' to California
And I'm leavin' everything behind

I'm goin' to California
And I'm leavin' everything behind

Oh California
I'm goin' to California
Oh California
Leavin' it all behind
California"
Kenny Chesney
El Cerrito Place This is a cover of a song written by Keith Gattis and originally recorded by Charlie Robison from Country megastar Kenny Chesney's 2012 album "Welcome to the Fishbowl." El Cerrito Place supposedly refers to some apartments in Hollywood. The song also name checks Pioneertown in the Mojave Desert.


"I been hangin' round this place, I been lookin' through your space
I been waitin' for you, I've been waitin' for you
All the places that you go, all the people that you know
I've been lookin' for you, I've been lookin' for you

And all these pretty people up on El Cerrito Place
They all got somethin' in their pockets, all got somethin' on their face
They roll down to La Brea where it meets the boulevard
Singin' hallelujah while they dance over the stars
They all say they're goin' far

Me I've been lookin' for you baby, I've been lookin' for you baby
I've been lookin' for you baby, I've been lookin' for you baby
All night long, all night long, all night long

Someone said they might have seen you where the ocean meets the land
So I've been out here all night lookin' for your footprints in the sand
Did you hear the ocean singing, baby did you sing along
While you danced out in the water to some ol' forgotten song,
Were you even here at all?

Me I've been lookin' for you baby, I've been lookin' for you baby
I've been lookin' for you baby, I've been lookin' for you baby
All night long, all night long, all night long

Somehow I wound up in the desert just after daylight
Where the Joshua Trees grow that little place you always liked
These Pioneertown people ain't got too much to say
And if you ever were here baby they ain't givin' you away

Now it's been two days
I'm still lookin' for you baby, I've been lookin' for you baby
I've been lookin' for you baby, I've been lookin' for you baby
All night long, all night long, all night long

And all these pretty people up on El Cerrito Place
They all got somethin' in their pockets, all got somethin' on their face

Someone said they might have seen you where the ocean meets the land
So I've been out here all night lookin' for your footprints in the sand

Think I'll go back to the city, back to El Cerrito Place
That's the last time that I saw that pretty smile upon your face
I've been lookin' for you baby"
Kenny Chesney
Get Along Kenny Chesney spends half his time playing stadiums in front of hundreds of thousands of shoeless fans, half his time counting big piles of money and country music awards, and the other half of his time kicking back on a beach in a tank top with Jimmy Buffett. I'm sure of that. The singer of this inspirational 2018 country song wonders if a woman he saw on a highway billboard advertising some kind of sex phone line got stranded there on her way to L.A. where she hoped to achieve a higher level of success in the entertainment industry. I wonder - are there still phone sex lines? Maybe that billboard has been there since the 90s.


"Met a man wearin' a t-shirt, says "Virginia is for lovers"
Had a Bible in his left hand and a bottle in the other
He said "all you're really given is the sunshine and your name"
We both started laughin' when the sky started to rain

Get along, on down the road
We've got a long long way to go
Scared to live, scared to die
We ain't perfect but we try

Get along while we can
Always give love the upper hand
Paint a wall, learn to dance
Call your mom, buy a boat
Drink a beer, sing a song
Make a friend, can't we all get along

Saw a model on a billboard, 1-800 get to know me
Wondered was she photoshopped, or were her eyes really that lonely?
Did she leave her hometown thinkin' she'd end up in L.A.?
Did she break down in the desert and get stuck beside the highway?

Get along, on down the road
We've got a long long way to go
Scared to live, scared to die
We ain't perfect but we try

Get along while we can
Always give love the upper hand
Paint a wall, learn to dance
Call your mom, buy a boat
Drink a beer, sing a song
Make a friend, can't we all get along...."
Chicago
Hollywood Describing themselves as a rock and roll band with horns, Chicago (originally called Chicago Transit Authority) formed in Chicago in 1967 then went on to record a steady stream of hits into the 80s, becoming one of the best selling groups of all time. This is from the album "Chicago VI" released in 1973.


"People running everywhere
Got no place to go
Got no time to look around to find out where they are
Where they are
Where they are

People having such a race
Don't know where it ends
Got beat the other man, not getting anywhere
Anywhere
Anywhere

Hollywood
Crazy neighborhood
Never understood why I stay
Hollywood
Lovely lady hood
Make you feel good
Every day

Feeling the night's flash by
Under the glowing eyes
Of the sweet butterflies

Watch
What you say
When you say it
Someone you know
Will betray it
Will betray it

Hollywood
Oh, crazy neighborhood
Never understood why I stay
Heard it through the grapevine
Heard it through the grapevine
Heard it through the grapevine"
Chicago
South California Purples This is from the band's debut album "Chicago Transit Authority" released in 1969. On a cloudy day, the singer wonders where the fabled California sun is. L.A. is cold and cloudy when you've lost your girl and you've got the blues. Or the purples, in this case. (Maybe he should try looking in "Southern California," since there's no place called "South California.")


"I thought this was a warm place
I must be in the wrong place.
Thought this was a warm place
I must be in the wrong place.
And I don't know where I'm going
Since my lover left me.
Never no smile on my face.
I am he is you are he is you are me and we are all together, woah woah.
Buddy, this ain't L.A.
I've travelled such a long way.
Buddy, this ain't L.A.
I've travelled such a long way,
And I still don't know where I'm going.
But without my baby
I better not stay."
The Chicks
Gaslighter The Chicks are a country group formed in Texas composed of three women that was formerly named The Dixie Chicks. The biggest-selling country group in the U.S.A, the group was blacklisted and boycotted in 2003 for criticizing President George Bush for his plans to start a war in Iraq. Their best-selling 2006 album "Taking the Long Way" won the highest Grammy Awards - Album of the Year, Song of the Year, and Record of the Year. After that the band mostly took a long hiatus until 2020 when they released this song, the first single from their first new album in 14 years "Gaslighter" Then they changed their name to avoid the connotations that the name "Dixie" has with slavery.


"Gaslighter
Denier
Doing anything to get your ass farther
Gaslighter
Big timer
Repeating all of the mistakes of your father

We moved to California and we followed your dreams
I believed in the promises you made to me
Swore that night til death do us part
But you lie lie lie lie lied

Hollywood welcomed you with open doors
No matter what they gave you, you still wanted more
Acting all above it when our friends divorced
What a lie lie lie lie lie

You're such a
Gaslighter
Denier
Doing anything to get your ass farther
Gaslighter
Big timer
Repeating all of the mistakes of your father
Gaslighter
You broke me
You're sorry but where's my apology
Gaslighter
You liar

You thought I wouldn't see it if you put it in my face
Give you all my money you'll gladly walk away
You think it's justifiable I think it's pretty cruel
And you know you lie best when you lie to you
Cause boy you know exactly what you did on my boat
And boy that's exactly why you ain't comin' home
Save your tired stories for your new someone else
Cause they're lie lie lie lie lies
Look out you little

Gaslighter
Denier...."
The Chicks
Texas Man This is another song from their album "Gaslighter" released in 2020.


"I could use a Texas man
But one who can feel at home
Yeah, here in the California sand
Who holds me like he'll never let go
It's been way too long

Since somebody's body was tangled with mine
Yeah, tangled up with mine

Everybody wants top market
But I'm a little bit unraveled
Everybody wants the new model
But I'm a little bit more traveled
If you got the strength I do
Then sign me up
If I'm not too much for you
Then sign me up, sign me up
I'm a little bit unraveled, but I'm ready
Uh-huh, uh-huh
And I'm ready
Uh-huh, uh-huh

Yeah, I could use a Texas man
Who's not afraid to take his time
He's gotta have patient hands
'Cause the way to my heart is through my mind
Been way too long since somebody's body kept me up all night
Yeah, that good kinda keepin' me up all night...."
Childish Gambino
Telegraph Ave. ("Oakland by Lloyd") Childish Gambino aka Donald Glover is an award-winning musician, comedian, actor, producer, writer, director etc. who was raised in Atlanta, active since 2005. This song is from his album "Because The Internet" released in 2013.


""Power 106!
L.A., it's ya girl, Yesi Ortiz
Got some brand-new music
I need y'all to turn it up and let me know what you think
It's Lloyd, called "Oakland", on Power 106

I was making Japanese and she's watching DVDs
In Oakland, in Oakland
Now I'm driving up the 5 and she waits 'til I arrive
In Oakland, in Oakland
Everything that I wanted
Only gotta drive for the moment
If you tell me, "Turn around," then I'm on it
For the moment, but you know me
You know how I get when I'm lonely
And I think about you and the moments
But everything you do is so Oakland, so Oakland

Foot on the gas, I'm just trying to pass
All the red lights and the stop signs
I'm ready to go
Before I get to The Bay, babe, that's a problem
Because I'm way too scared to call
And you might get me to stay, and oh

I don't really mind the drive
But I think I'd rather die in Oakland, in Oakland
With my hands on two and ten
So I guess it all depends on Oakland, on Oakland
And I'm nervous, truth be told
I never saw me growing old in Oakland, in Oakland
And if I married you tonight
It would probably start a riot in Oakland, in Oakland

Everything, that I needed
Now that I got you in your feelings
Everything you won't say, you tweet it
And a n***a don’t like that s**t at all
So treated
Can we just roll with the feeling?
Can we just roll for a minute?
Wait a minute

Foot on the gas, I'm just trying to pass
All the red lights and the stop signs
I'm ready to go
But I'm really not ready, girl, that's a problem
'Cause I'm way too scared to fall
And I know you choose to stay, and oh

All the girlfriends saying, "Here we go again"
Rich kid, but he act like a gentleman
Last one didn't end like it should've been
Two dates and he still wanna get it in
And they're saying it's because of the Internet
Try her once and it's on to the next chick
X-O the O face on your exes, right?
And we can do the same thing if you wanna have at it
When your thoughts can't breathe and you thinking asthmatic
And you wanna be a mom and I wasn't mad at it
I was thinking 'bout me, I'd be really bad at it
'Cause I'm thinking 'bout me, weeks in Dubai
Fourth of July, house in Kauai, yeah, we can try
So let's try

Whoa
I took off my nine-to-five
But you still don't have the time to kiss me, just hit me
And if I left you all alone, would you still pick up the phone?
It's iffy, you miss me
I got furniture to move
And we'll both be thirty soon in Oakland, in Oakland
The only one I know is you
So the f**k I'm supposed to do in Oakland? In Oakland
In Oakland, in Oakland
In Oakland, in Oakland
In Oakland, in Oakland
In Oakland, in Oakland
In Oakland, in Oakland""
Chili-Bo
California Chili-Bo is a rapper, producer, writer, and DJ, active since 1986, and one of the pioneer rappers of underground Bay Area West Coast hip-hop. He's also the CEO of West-Oakland based Drink-A-Lot Records. This single was released in 2022.


"I grew up in a place called California
It's the Golden State where them boys be on ya
Sunny blue skies big houses and palm trees
6- 4 Impalas candy paint sittin' on three
Eses and cholos, vatos and locos
Black and brown pride 'cause we all the same bruh
California livin' is a serious task
If you ain't got nuts then you ass don't last
'Cause everybody's tough and everybody's packin'
And triple OGs like myself they be stackin'
Thinkin' of a master plan, cookin' some fish
I'm a black male livin' in a world full of s**t
I talk like I talk 'cause I'm from California
Even walk a certain way 'cause I'm from California
I love the six trey 'cause I'm from California
Even know how to grow 'cause I'm from California

Welcome to the place called the Golden State
(I'm from California)
Welcome to the place called the Golden State
(California)
Welcome to the place called the Golden State
(I'm from California)
Welcome to the place called the Golden State
(California)

We got crips and bloods pimps playas and macks
Politicians tellin' lies, ya we got all of that
We got black revolutionaries takin' no s**t
California is the place where you can't be not b**ch
Because n***as out here is known for fakin'
Takin' all your traps tryin' to steal what you makin'
So when you come to Cali keep your head to the sky
And when they say what's that you from homie say good-bye
'Cause livin' life in Cali is a serious task
Five ni**as on a corner got a question don't ask
'Cause that's the way it is if you wanna survive
And it's a real cool place if you wanna get high
And if you wanna make a dollar out of fifteen cent
You better take your ass back where you come from b**ch
'Cause livin' like in Cali is a serious task
And if your car's short-stoppin' we'll blast your ass

Welcome to the place called the Golden State
(I'm from California)
Welcome to the place called the Golden State
(California)
Welcome to the place called the Golden State
(I'm from California)
Welcome to the place called the Golden State
(California)"
Chilly
Come to L.A. Chilly was a German disco group from 1978-1983. This is one of their hits, from their 1979 album "Come to L.A." Disco does not get any cheesier than this.


"In L.A. there's beautiful ladies
Hey L.A., you beautiful town

A town full of musical people
Where true stars are always found
Come, come, come
Come, come, come, come to L.A.
Come, come, come
Come, come, come, come to L.A.

Down on the boulevard, man, it's hot
And disco lights are flashing fancy colors

Hell's Angels, movie stars and limousines
L.A.'s got just what you want
L.A.'s got just what you want
L.A.'s got just what you want
... ... ...
Glittery tights, satin ballet shoes
A fashion that's catching every man by the eye
Temperature rise when they see me walk by
Asking where I live and is it far?

Come, come, come
Come, come, come, come to L.A.
Come, come, come
Come, come, come, come to L.A.
Come, come, come
Come, come, come, come to L.A.
Come, come, come
Come, come, come, come to L.A....."
Chokebore
Ciao L.A. Chokebore is an indie rock band from Hawaii and then Los Angeles, active on and off since 1993. This song is from the album "It's a Miracle" released in 2002. The singer's reason for saying goodbye to L.A. is a good one. Who hasn't worried they might die of old age in their car when stuck in an epic L.A. traffic jam?


"I'm not here I'm looking out into the distance
And I'm not here I'm looking back against the tour of black black oh
black black oh

Oh you can't make me stay, I am not like you are
I won't stay in L.A. and die inside my car

You're cut out from my memory
I thought that we'd never be
But we're surrounded

Oh you can't make me stay, I am not like you are
I won't stay in L.A. and die inside my car

Oh you can't make me stay, I am not like you are
I won't stay in L.A. and die inside my car

But I'm not here I'm looking out into the distance
And I'm not here I'm looking back against the tour of "black black" oh
black black oh
black black oh
black black oh"
Chris & Herb
Bakersfield Bound Chris & Herb are Chris Hillman, who was a founding member of the Byrds, the Flying Burrito Brothers and other bands, and Herb Pederson, a studio musician for many years and a producer. This is a country song in the Bakersfield Country style from their album with the same name released in 1996.


"I was the youngest boy in a family of four
We lived in Oklahoma, the wind whistled through our door
We scratched out a living in the dirt and the clay
I never will forget it until my dying day

The dust storms they came at us, the sky turned cold and black
We packed up our belongings and never looked back
We rode out west toward the sun just a heartbeat away
I never will forget it until my dying day

We were Bakersfield bound and the California dream
Down the road lay the promised land, our fields would all turn green
We were Bakersfield bound like so many gone before
Just to cross our river Jordan and reach the other shore

When we first set eyes on the San Joaquin was like a friend we always knew
The gates swung open so far and wide even God could drive through
We worked the crops from dawn to dusk, shared along the way
I never will forget it until my dying day

We were Bakersfield bound and the California dream
Down the road lay the promised land, our fields would all turn green
We were Bakersfield bound like so many gone before
Crossed our river Jordan and reached the other shore
Crossed our river Jordan and reached the other shore"
The Chris Massey Band
California Country The Chris Massey Band is from Atlanta. This song was released in 2019.


"The sun is sinking slow in the desert sky
Another day has come and gone by
Here I sit without you, drinking my wine
California country in the summer time

I can hear the freeway outside my door
A voice inside me says you couldn't take no more
I pack up and leave where would I go?
This California country is all I know

There's no reason to the wise
All the notes you left I read only say goodbye
Now this California sunshine hurts my eyes
While in NYC tonight all is fine

The June gloom has set in
Now nothin's right
Still I see you hangin' 'round in my mind
A heartache's where I know you ought to be
Here with me in the California country
Here with me in the California country"
Christopher
Santa Ana Winds I can't find out anything about this singer because he doesn't use a last name. There is a Danish singer now who also goes by "Christopher" which makes it even harder. All I know is that the song is from a single released in 1970 and that Christopher is credited as one of the songwriters. It's a soft rock song that starts with a sitar, brings in some horns, and ends with the sounds of the Santa Ana winds. What could be better than that? And even stranger - in this song the winds are not the "devil winds" that make people crazy and fan wildfires, they are good winds that clear the cloudy skies and blow his girl back to him.


"Does she know that I still love her?
Does she know that I still care?
And Does she feel the way that I feel?
And is she watchin' to the northwest air for

Santa Ana winds
Clearin' up my cloudy skies
Santa Ana winds
Blow my love back to my arms again

On the horizon I can see her
I close my eyes but she's still there
And as I open up my window
I smell the dust and feel the desert air

Santa Ana winds
Clearin' up my cloudy skies
Santa Ana winds
Blow my love back to my arms again

Yes it's true I left her
But yes I'm also lonely
And now I know that only
She can free me

Santa Ana winds
Clearin' up my cloudy skies
Santa Ana winds
Blow my love back to my arms again
Santa Ana winds
Clearin' up my cloudy skies
Santa Ana winds ...."
CHUNG HA
California Dream Kim Chung-ha (Chungha or CHUNG HA) is a pop singer-dancer from South Korea who also lived in Texas for eight years so she is also fluent in English. This song is from her second album "Bare & Rare" released in 2022. Half of the lyrics are Korean and half in English but I don't know how to post the Korean characters so I have put an English translation of the Korean lyrics in italics. You can also find the Korean characters online and the Romanized lyrics, too, because K-pop fans are very diligent!


"After looking back at the end of my daily life
I found myself tired once again,
broken
Do you want to take it off and leave? Hmm-hmm
Will swim in mixed emotions to the fullest,
ocean
Draw it in your dreams every night
Following that romantic ray of light

Dance together on the shiny-shimmering street

Come on, California girls,
Excitingly on the beach
On the West Coast, baby, let's go, let's go
Give me that Hollywood heat
My California dream
(Ooh-ooh, ooh)
My California dream
(Ooh-ooh, ooh)
That's where I wanna be
(Ooh-ooh, ooh)
My California dream
On the West Coast, baby, let's go, let's go

Under the pouring sunlight
Burn your worries with
lime and tequila
I'm drunk on the atmosphere, you're mine
You don't have to know the name
, just call me señorita
I'm getting colored under the languid sunset
Meet me who have a different color

My heart flutters when I walk softly and gently

Come on, California girls,
Excitingly on the beach
On the West Coast, baby, let's go, let's go
Give me that Hollywood heat
My California dream
(Ooh-ooh, ooh)
My California dream
(Ooh-ooh, ooh)
That's where I wanna be
(Ooh-ooh, ooh)
My California dream
On the West Coast, baby, let's go, let's go

In the night sky, galaxy, forever be beautiful
Let's be together, party, oh-oh, oh-oh
In this sparkling moment, run away like a dream
It shines in an instant, oh-oh, oh-oh
Draw it in your dreams every night
Following that romantic ray of light


Come on, California girls,
Excitingly on the beach
On the West Coast, baby, let's go, let's go
Give me that Hollywood heat
My California dream
(Ooh-ooh, ooh)
My California dream
(Ooh-ooh, ooh)
That's where I wanna be
(Ooh-ooh, ooh)
My California dream
On the West Coast, baby, let's go, let's go"
Eric Church
Heart of the Night Eric Church is a country/rock music singer-songwriter from North Carolina, active since 2005. This is from his album "Heart & Soul" released in 2021. It's another song that mentions the Santa Ana winds, but this time they're compared to someone who can start his fire.


"Come on, let's go baby, don't even pack
This town feels like a cage and honey I'm not made like that
I can see the maybe in the jasmine of your eye
I'm a Roman candle baby do you have a light

Put lightning in this Thunderbird till the metal comes alive
The rhythm of the road will give these horses wings to fly
And my true north is anywhere I can leave it all behind
Let's point this thing west into the chest of the still beating heart of the night

I know the crazy in these words coming from my mouth
But I swear that's where I'm going girl if we don't leave right now
I'll be your wildfire you be my Santa Ana wind
Turn every town we never been to into somewhere that we've been

Yeah put lightning in this Thunderbird till the metal comes alive
The rhythm of the road will give these horses wings to fly
Yeah, my true north is anywhere I can leave it all behind
Let's point this thing west into the chest of the still beating heart of the night...."
CHVRCHES
California CHVRCHES is an electropop band from Scotland active since 2011. It's pronounced "Churches" but it's more fun to pronounce the "V." This song is from their album "Screen Violence" released in 2021.


"Waste a month, waste a year
Waste the time you could've been here
Count the debt, count the tears
Count the truths and all of my fears
I didn't want to be cynical
Passing place for the soul
You were never predictable
Now I need to let it go

Found the song, played it back
Heard your voice under the feedback
Found a tape that was blank
Saw your face fading into black
I know love is delusional
And I hate when I'm wrong
Yours was never conditional
And now I need to get it gone

No one ever warns ya
You'll die in California
Falling in a dream, you let, let go
No one ever seems to say, say so
No one ever tells ya
There's freedom in the failure
Dying in a dream feels like home
No one ever seems to say, say so

Close my eyes, close my heart
Close the book I never meant to start
Say your name in the dark
No one said it would be this hard
I didn't go to the funeral
Heard you cry on the phone
Your voice was so beautiful
And now I need to let it go

No one ever warns ya
You'll die in California
Falling in a dream, you let, let go
No one ever seems to say, say so
No one ever tells ya
There's freedom in the failure
Dying in a dream feels like home
No one ever seems to say, say so

God bless this mess that we made ourselves
Pull me into the screen at the end and
God bless this mess that we made for ourselves
Pull me into the screen at the end

Pull me into the screen at the end
Pull me into the screen at the end
To the screen at the end"
Cigarettes After Sex
Each Time You Fall in Love Cigarettes After Sex is a band from El Paso, Texas, known for their dream-like musical style and lead singer Greg Gonzalez' sensual androgenous voice. This song is from their self-titled album, released in 2017.
(Also recommened: Nothing's Gonna Hurt You Baby, 2012, and Falling in Love, 2019.)


"Each time you fall in love it’s clearly not enough
You sleep all day and drive out in L.A.
It isn’t safe

and each time you kiss a girl you never know what it’s worth
You say all of the words they wanna hear
It isn’t real

She took you for a ride in summer baby
Lost all your money to her
All I wanna know is if you love her how come you never give in

Each time you have a dream you never know what it means
You see that open road and never know which way to go

and each time you fall in love it’s clearly not enough
You sleep all day and drive out in L.A.
It isn’t safe…"
Circle Jerks
Beverly Hills Circle Jerks were a hardcore punk band formed in 1979 in L.A. This is from the band's first studio album "Group Sex" released in 1980.


"Beverly Hills, Century City
Everything's so nice and pretty
All the people look the same
Don't they know they're so damn lame

There she goes
Three piece suit
Spandex pants
Cowboy boots

I don't know what I'm gonna do
I don't know what I'm gonna do
Maybe I'll have to move from

Beverly Hills, Century City
Everything's so nice and pretty
All the people look the same
Don't they know they're so damn lame

There she goes
Three piece suit
Spandex pants
Fiorucci too
Beverly Hills, Century City!"
Eric Clapton
San Francisco Bay Blues This is a cover of the Jesse Fuller 1954 original. It was included on Clapton's 1992 album "Unplugged" which won the Grammy Award for Album of the Year.
The lyrics are listed under Jessie Fuller.
Gene Clark
Los Angeles Gene Clark was a founding member of the great L. A. band The Byrds who were pioneers of folk rock and the L.A. Sunset Strip music scene in the mid 1960's. Clark wrote a lot of their songs including a couple of their best - "Eight Miles High" and "I'll Feel a Whole Lot Better." "Los Angeles" is a solo recording from his album "Flying High," released in 1998 and containing previously unavailable tracks, but I don't know when the song itself was recorded. Clark left the Byrds in 1966 and died in 1991.


"Los Angeles, city of the doomed
Los Angeles, city of the doomed
Well I loved you once but I gotta go, yeah

San Francisco, city pretty by the bay
San Francisco, city pretty by the bay
Well I loved you once but I gotta go, yeah

Well I don't know where she'll be going
Yeah I saw her about a day or so ago
Yeah I don't know if I should look for her
Well I'd say she's gone down to San Diego

Los Angeles, city of the doomed
Los Angeles, city of the doomed
Well I loved you once but I gotta go, yeah"
Guy Clark
L.A. Freeway This song was written by Guy Clark in 1970 and originally recorded by Jerry Jeff Walker for his self-tiled album released in 1972. Then Clark released his version from his album "Old No" in 1975. There's also a great solo version of the song.


"Pack up all your dishes
Make note of all good wishes
Say goodbye to the landlord for me
That son of a b**ch has always bored me
Throw out them L.A. papers
And that moldy box of vanilla wafers
Adios to all this concrete
Gonna get me some dirt road back street

If I can just get off of this L.A. freeway
Without getting killed or caught
I'd be down that road in a cloud of smoke
To some land that I ain't bought bought bought

Here's to you old skinny Dennis
Only one I think I will miss
I can hear that old bass singing
Sweet and low like a gift you're bringing
Play it for me just one more time now
Got to give it all we can now
I believe everything your saying
Just keep on, keep on playing

If I can just get off of this L.A. freeway
Without getting killed or caught
I'd be down that road in a cloud of smoke
To some land that I ain't bought bought bought

And you put the pink card in the mailbox
Leave the key in the old front door lock
They will find it likely as not
I'm sure there's something we have forgot
Oh Susanna, don't you cry, babe
Love's a gift that's surely handmade
We've got something to believe in
Don't you think it's time we're leaving

If I can just get off of this L.A. freeway
Without getting killed or caught
I'd be down that road in a cloud of smoke
To some land that I ain't bought bought bought

Pack up all your dishes
Make note of all good wishes
Say goodbye to the landlord for me
That son of a b**ch has always bored me"
Shana Cleveland
Face of the Sun Shana Cleveland is an L.A. based artist and vocalist and guitarist for the surf noir rock band La Luz. This psychedelic folk song is from her solo album "Night of the Worm Moon" released in 2019.


"Guitar baby you've stumbled
Right into the blinding light
Looking to the face of the sun
Rode a midwest song
All the way to San Francisco Bay
Looking to the face of the sun

When you have all
All you want so young
So hard to start new
Still defined by who you
Were back then
But that’s no longer you

Good friends burned bright and blew out
And now you're still around
Looking to the face of the sun
Barflies wait in a smiling line
To ask you what it's like
Looking to the face of the sun

When you have all
You want so young
So hard to start new
Still defined by who you
Were back then
But that’s no longer you

Guitar baby you've stumbled
Right into the blinding light
Looking to the face of the sun
Rode a midwest song
All the way to San Francisco Bay
Looking to the face of the sun"
Fred Cockerham
Little Satchel Fred Cockerham was a folk music fiddle and banjo player from North Carolina. This traditional banjo song is from the album "High Atmosphere: Ballads and banjo tunes from Virginia and North Carolina collected by John Cohen in November of 1965" released in 1975.


""Under my bed you can set your little satchel
On my head you'll lay your hand
If you'll be my little darling
I will be your little man

Oh, little girl, go ask your mother
Bride of mine may ever be?
If she says, "No," come back and tell me
I will wait 'til you get free
And when you're free, oh, we will get married
Look how happy then we'll be
And we'll go to California
Settle down and live at home

I wish I were a little sparrow
And I had two wings to fly
I'd fly back to the arms of my darling
Weep and mourn until I die
As you can see I'm no little sparrow
Neither have the wings to fly
I'll go home all broken-hearted
Weep and mourn until I die""
Coco & Clair Clair
The Hills Coco & Clair Clair are a rap pop duo from Atlanta. Deela is a rapper from Lagos based in London. This song is from the album "Sexy" released in 2022. I know what you're thinking - there are hills everywhere, maybe even in Atlanta. But after hearing the lyrics "the Golden State" I decided they must be the Hollywood Hills, since that area is often referred to as "the hills," or it could also be Beverly Hills or Bel Air - one of those expensive elevated places in L.A. County where the rich go to stay away from the rest of us and young people go to party and pretend they're rich. There is also a mention of the hit song The Hills by The Weeknd which involves a rich woman who lives in a gated community in the hills which might also be Beverly Hills or Bel Air.


" It’s tough being so fine
Girls blaming me cause they ni**a acting outta line
It’s nice being so fine
Kick back do nothing, everything still aligns
It girl but I party hard
Hungover on a Tuesday
Blow bills, reckless
Like it’s my fu**in’ birthday
Walk round, head high
Treat it like a runway
I, I walk it like a runway

I need a venti straight to the dome
Your man's hit me up he wanna know I’m home
Driving through the hills no cares, no phone
If you need a clue you better call Tyrone
Big pout, legs out, and my lips stay juicy
We only drink that Grey, loosey goosey
Give it to me straight, nothing fruity
Atlanta girlies with the homegrown booties
I’m hittin’ the road
Twenty four seven
But when I see you
On my phone
There’s no question
Life of the party every day of the week
Gucci on my eyes, Uggs on my feet
Driving through the hills
But I’m thinking about us in the passenger seat

Monday
I’m busy but I’m thinking of ya
And Tuesday
Still got a lot of work to do
I’m sorry
You know I wanna be with you
I’m in the hills, on the way
Thursday
I’m hoping that I hear from you
‘Cus Friday
I only wanna see my boo
My baby
It doesn’t matter what we do
I’m in the hills, on the way

I ain’t got no clock so call me when you wanna party
Good vibes only, bring the bubbly
Got dressed up, I look like a Barbie
So tell me where all the boys at, get started
Work on my line, I press decline
You my fave so call anytime
Let’s go out on your dime
Gotta be cute, my love ain’t blind
It’s true, thinking ‘bout you
I couldn’t buy all your love, but you know I’d wish to
So I bounce to the next on a pogo stick
And I’m still outside ‘cus I know your tricks
And I’m not that b**ch to fall for your s**t
Still I miss you bad, and your crazy stick
Uh
Them others fools gold, but I love the hunt bad
I like to play hard, work fast, get cash
I’d like to keep it, sweet girl but I’d freak it
I love The Hills bad, damn, I love the Weeknd
I wear my heart on my sleeve, I hate the pretense
Still I’ll keep my guard up like a defense
With a golden girl in the Golden State
Mesmerized I see, you made no mistake
One of one no competition and it’s no debate
I’m at every party, making ni**as think it’s fate

Monday
I’m busy but I’m thinking of ya
And Tuesday
Still got a lot of work to do
I’m sorry
You know I wanna be with you
I’m in the hills, on the way
Thursday
I’m hoping that I hear from you
‘Cus Friday
I only wanna see my boo
My baby
It doesn’t matter what we do
I’m in the hills, on the way ...."
Coconut Records (Jason Schwartzman)
West Coast Coconut Records is an indie pop music solo project by L.A. based Jason Schwartzman, who is also an actor, a member of the Coppola family, and a former member of the band Phantom Planet. This is from his 2007 album, Nighttiming. I'm declaring here that the West Coast to which the singer is going back home, is California, since Schwartzman grew up in L.A. If he tells me that I'm wrong, that he is referring to his home in Perth, or maybe his home in Panama City, or Puerto Vallarta, or Mumbai, then I will remove this.


"For a second there I thought you disappeared
It rains a lot this time of year
And we both go together if one falls down
I talk out loud like you're still around
No, no

And I miss you
I'm goin' back home to the West Coast
I wish you would've put yourself in my suitcase
I love you
Standin' all alone in a black coat
I miss you
I'm goin' back home to the West Coast

And if you shake her hard enough she will appear
Tonight I think I'll be stayin' here
And you never did like this town
I talk out loud like you're still around
No, no

And I miss you
I'm goin' back home to the West Coast
I wish you would've put yourself in my suitcase
I love you
Standin' all alone in a black coat
I miss you
I'm goin' back home to the West Coast

Come on, everybody

La la la la, la la la la-la
La la la la, la la la la-la

So pack up the bags to beat back the clock
Do I let her sleep or should I wake her up?
You said
We both go together if one falls down
Yeah, right, heh
I talk out loud like you're still around
Oh, no, no

And I miss you
I'm goin' back home to the West Coast
I wish you would've put yourself in my suitcase
I love you
Standin' all alone in a black coat
I miss you
I'm goin' back home to the West Coast

Goin' back home to the West Coast
Goin' back home to the West Coast"
Gabriella Cohen
Music Machine Gabriella Cohen is an Australian musician. This song is from her 2018 album "Pink is the Colour of Unconditional Love." The singer disparages L.A. because girls strut around in bikinis while homeless people sleep on sidewalks. I saw the same thing in Sydney.


"We're all looking for that small green
Or we're looking for something in between
We're wondering if we can park on your street
I took a left not a right but you didn't see me

I think your garden needs a couple of trees
You think you drive but I have your keys

I said I love you and you know what I mean
I take it slow on the road while the traffic beeps
I'm playing gigs in the music machine
In the music machine
In the music machine

I like L.A. cos the people are mean
I like L.A. cos the people seem clean
I saw many homeless on the concrete
While bikini girls strut down Venice Beach

I'm doing time in the industry
I go to parties but I'm not in your scene
My mama thinks I'm doing gigs for free
I'm playing gigs but I'm
Anti-machine

I said I love you and you know what I mean
I take it slow on the road while the traffic beeps
I'm playing gigs in the music machine
In the music machine
In the music machine"
Cold War Kids
Santa Ana Winds Cold War Kids are a rock band formed in Fullerton California in 2004. This song is from the "Behave Yourself" EP released in 2009.

The Santa Ana winds are strong, hot, dry winds that come down from the high deserts towards the valleys and coastal plains, exaggerated by the mountain passes. They often blow during autumn when they're infamous for fanning the flames of wildfires. They're also called "devil winds" and they can make it feel like you're in Hell.


"I got the roof tied tight
Shiny buildings peak
The L.A. river swims
Snorkels and knees

Seatbelt sticks in the poison heat
My pores are opening

Making headlines again
Santa Ana Winds
Making headlines again
Santa Ana Winds

Take the elevator to the Getty's highest place
See the cliffs fall to the sea
Do an about face

Easter on Olvera Street
Girls nursing new
Babies in alleyways
In between is a basin like the great divide
Where the 110 swallows the 105
Chutes and ladders leaving me where I begun
Like JJJ-Joan Didion

Making headlines again
Santa Ana Winds
Making headlines again
Santa Ana Winds
Making headlines again
Santa Ana Winds
Making headlines again
Santa Ana Winds

You tore me up by the roots and went silent again
My seeds have blown around but never land
You tore me up by the roots and went silent again
My seeds have blown around but never land"
Lendon Cole
Dear California Lendon Cole is a singer-songwriter from Mississippi who started making music at the age of 15 for his church. This song was released in October 2022. (It's actually titled "Dear, California." I'm not trying to be the punctuation police, but I just can't bring myself to use a comma where it doesn't belong.)


"Dear California
I hope you know I'll always be there for ya
When I close my eyes I see the waves crash on the beach
Like you crashed into me on that summer day

Dear California
I hope you know that I will always love ya
And even in my dreams
I see the moonshine through the trees
Your nervous stare at me
When I took your hand

Oh we fell like lovers do
Do you remember?
The nights that we would talk all night together
Dreaming 'bout the life that we would build

Where the sun sets across the bay
Do you remember?
You said I was always and forever
I wonder if your heart's thinking that still
Well if it does know you still have my love

Dear California
I hope you know I'll always be there for ya
When I close my eyes I see your hair blow in the wind
Brown eyes, sun-tan skin
On that summer day

Dear California
I hope you know that I will always love ya
And even in my dreams I'm falling more and more each day
There's nothing left to say
But I love you

Do you remember?
The nights that we would talk all night together
Dreaming 'bout the life that we would build
Where the sun sets across the bay
Do you remember?
You said I was always and forever
I wonder if your heart's thinking that still
Well if it does know you still have my love

There's not a day that passes by
I don't think about that night when I held you
And if you looked into my eyes
You could see it's not a lie
I still love you

Do you remember?
You said I was always and forever
I wonder if your heart's thinking that still
Dear California"
Lloyd Cole
California Earthquake Lloyd Cole is a singer-songwriter from the UK, active since 1984 and formerly the lead singer of Lloyd Cole and the Commotions. This is the first track from his album "Standards" released in 2013. It's a cover of John Hartford's song from 1968 that was first recorded by Cass Elliot. You can see the lyrics at these links.
Nat King Cole
Midnight Flyer Nat King Cole was an American jazz pianist who became a very popular singer. In a previous hit (below) he was driving on Route 66, but this time the singer is on a train to L.A. to try to get his girl back, something a lot of singers have tried without ever telling us if they were successful. The song won a Grammy Award in 1959.


"Midnight flyer
Take me to L.A.
Midnight flyer
Take me to L.A.

There'll be a whole lot of kissing
When I jump off that Santa Fe

Midnight flyer
Roll on down the track
Midnight flyer
Roll on down the track

The quicker I get there
The sooner I'll get her back

A pocket full of money
A heart full of pain
I won't be myself
Until I see her again
... ... ...
I got a whole lot of dust
On my dancing shoes
And I've got a lot of loving
That I haven't used

Midnight flyer
Be on your way
Midnight flyer
Be on your way...."
Nat King Cole
(Get Your Kicks On) Route 66 This rock 'n' roll classic was written in 1946 by Bobby Troupe, recorded first the same year by the King Cole Trio, and recorded by many more musicians, including Chuck Berry in 1961 and the Rolling Stones in 1964. Route 66 used to be a popular way to drive to southern California. My family moved to California from Illinois in the 1960s, driving most of the entire route, so thirty years later a friend and I drove some of the parts of the road that still remain after much of the route was converted to freeways, just to get some of those kicks.


"Well if you ever plan to motor west
Just take my way that's the highway that's the best
Get your kicks on Route 66

Well it winds from Chicago to L.A.
More than 2000 miles all the way
Get your kicks on Route 66

Well it goes from St Louis,
down to Missouri
Oklahoma city looks oh so pretty
You'll see Amarillo and Gallup, New Mexico
Flagstaff, Arizona don't forget Winona
Kingsman, Barstow, San Bernadino
Would you get hip to this kindly tip
And go take that California trip
Get your kicks on Route 66"
Rodger Collins
Foxy Girls in Oakland Rodger Collins is a funk singer and songwriter from Oakland by way of Texas who started his career in about 1960. This song was written by Joe Crane of the Hoodoo Rhythm Devils and recorded by Collins in 1970.


"Foxy little girls in Oakland
Somethin' like I never never seen before
Foxy little girls in Oakland
Somethin' like I never never seen before
Foxy little girls in Oakland
Like somethin' in a candy store

Pretty leg girls in Oakland
Struttin’ down East 14th
Skinny leg girls in Oakland
Struttin' and splittin’ down East 14th
Thick pretty legs in Oakland
Gonna knock you right off your feet
You don't watch your self

You can hear them ooh and awin’
All the way 'cross the bay
All of the guys in Frisco
Don’t do nothin' all day
But think about the girls in Oakland
And the way they goin' there to play
And they goin' to play
And now watch me play

True fine mamas in the East Bay
Shuckin’ and jivin’ at cha while they talk
True fine mamas in the East Bay
Shuckin’ and jivin’ at cha while they talk
But if they don’t know you’re watchin’
Might even see ‘em do the camel walk, camel walk

Look here, Oohee, all these girls are killin’ me
Make me happy, make me so happy I could slap my pappy...."
Colonel Loud (feat. Young Dolph, Ricco Barrino)
California Colonel Loud is an American rapper from Florida, Atlanta and North Carolina. This song is from his 2015 album "Plug Talk." It's a celebration of California weed, women, and sunshine that features three other rappers - T. I., Young Dolph, and Ricco Barrino.


[Verse 1: T.I.]

"Bankroll Mob
Okay okay
You know, you know
Well I be
Bumping California Love on the West Side
Thanking God for the weed, women, and the sunshine

Dumb hot
Out on Sunset
Blowing kush
From the one time
You get a contact
Catch ya ass at the red light
Wanna run at 'em sideways in a Hellcat
On some run flat
By the way I
Never seen a better view, not in Malibu
Bunch of bad b**ches naked in the swimming pool
Hear the waves crashing, playing spades in the living room (Cracking)
Sound like a Doggystyle interlude
Kurupt Gotti, n***a where the gas at?
Moon rock got me acting like I never had sh*t
From Bankhead to a Hollywood address
Same n***a tho
One on one get your ass kicked
Respect it more than a tad bit
Every hood every set though
Sheesh!
One time for the West Coast
L.A., the Bay, from Sacramento out to San Diego, California

[Hook: Ricco Barrino]

Stay getting that work in California
And all the killers they show me love in California
I flew a b**ch from the A to California
And I be smoking on the best loud in California
Ayy California, oh California
I swear
I got to get back to that place to smoke on that Cali

[Verse 2: Young Dolph]

Palm trees in the air, the top pushed back
Blowing smoke out the roof cookies to be exact
I'm always in Cali cause this is where it's at
b**ches, bud, good weather, what you know bout that
Where all the fly b**ches ride Benzs and Beamers
They either wanna be an actress, or a singer
I'm at the strip club on Sunset, throwing singles
With this bad b**ch from Compton, pouring lean up
Breaking down backwoods, rolling gasoline up
Left the Laugh Factory, pulled up in Inglewood
I f**k with some crips and I f**k with some bloods
And I f**k with some esé
My stash house in the Valley
Welcome to my palace
Just went and killed two shows out in Dallas
Selling OG from LA and crates from the Bay

[Hook: Ricco Barrino]

Stay getting that work in California
And all the killers they show me love in California
I flew a b**ch from the A to California
And I be smoking on the best loud in California
Ayy California, oh California
I swear
I got to get back to that place to smoke on that Cali

[Verse 3: Colonel Loud]

You know I gotta show the West love
I had to take a trip to Cali for the best bud
I been chilling with the goons, yeah the real thugs
Went to Sacramento n***a met a real plug
I said I'm looking for the gas where the kill at
Want the strong gotta go where the hill at
I met a bad bopper chilling out in Frisco
Like to sip the lime-a-ritas and the sisco
I hopped my ass on the 101 and headed north
And when I hit the hill I found what I was looking for
I'm feeling like a leprechaun with a pot of gold
Bags of the gas yeah the Colonel got a soul
I fly a b**ch from the A with 100 racks
Put her ass in a rental told her run it back
Fly another b**ch in with 200 more
Welcome to California the State of gold...."
Jerry Colonna
August In Azusa Jerry Colonna was an actor, comedian, singer, songwriter, and trombone player from Boston, active from 1935-1971 and probably best known for playing Bob Hope's zany sidekick. This song is from the album "Jerry Colonna Entertains at Your Party" released in 1957. I've been to Azusa in August so I know Colonna is just playing around with the unusual name. Maybe in the '50s you could sip tea under an orange tree, but they cut all the orange groves down and replaced them with suburbs and strip malls long ago. The line about Azusa having everything from A to Z is an actual town slogan.


"You can have April in Paris
You can have flowers in May
You can have June in January
But I'd like to say

I like August in Azusa
That's the only place for me
I like August in Azusa
Underneath an orange tree
September in Cucamonga
They say is grand
But to crush all those grapes with my feet
I can not stand

But come August in Azusa
Oh how happy I will be
Sipping tea 'neath an orange tree
In Azusa

Azusa has everything from A to Z in the U.S.A.

I like August in Azusa
Azu-da-lee-sa, that's the only place for me
I like August in Azusa
Azu-da-lee-sa, underneath an orange tree
In the breeze and the bees and the fleas
September in Cucamonga they say is grand, yes sir
But to crush all those grapes with me feet
I cannot stand, no sir

But come August in Azusa
Azu-da-lee-sa, Oh how happy I will be
Like a bee, I would be
Sipping tea 'neath an orange tree
In Azusa
Azu-da-lee-susa"
Color Me Badd
California Dreamin Color Me Badd is an R&B group from Oklahoma that formed in 1985, broke up in 1998, and reformed in 2010. This nice retro soul groove from 2022 would be great music for cruising around on a summer night in a big old convertible Impala. Or an old junker like mine. Who can afford a new car these days? (Thanks to Adolfo Morales for telling me about this and many other California songs.)


"Let me tell you from my heart
When I first met you you made everything so right
Holding hands, makin' plans
I fell in love with you that night

Feelin' like a fool
No more playin' games this time
You're heaven sent
With you I went
Every day is yours and mine

Gray skies are blue
To ... the time

I've seen the sunset in your mind
Baby you make me smile

California love will be dreamin'
Just as long as I'm with you
So in love together baby
You make my greatest wish come true

We were meant to be together baby
Me and you
No one in the world I'd rather be here with
You're the answer to my prayers
You're the reason why I feel so good inside
Every day, every night
Every minute of my life, yeah
You're my song
You're my melody I'm singin'
Singin' for only you baby

We'll make it through
Oh, count your blessings from above
Heaven knows how I need your love

California love will be dreamin'
Just as long as I'm with you
So in love together baby
You make my greatest wish come true

Yeah, nothin' in the world can stop us now
Me and you
Come rain or shine
Let's waste no time

California love let's ride
California dreamin'

California love will be dreamin'
Just as long as I'm with you
So in love together baby
(So in love with you baby)
You make my greatest wish come true

California love will be dreamin'
(I'm in love I'm in love I'm in love I'm in love with you baby)
Just as long as I'm with you
So in love together baby
You make my greatest wish come true

California love will be dreamin'
(So in love with you baby)
Me and you
So in love together baby"
Commander Cody and His Lost Planet Airmen
Hot Rod Lincoln Commander Cody... is an American country rock band formed in the 60s. This was a top ten hit and the band's biggest hit, from their 1971 album, Lost in the Ozone. It's a cover of Charlie Ryan's 1955 rockabilly song that was an answer song to Arkie Shibley's "Hot Rod Race," a 1950 song about a hot rod race in San Pedro by. The full lyrics can be seen under Charley Ryan's entry.


"....Pulled out of San Pedro late one night
The moon and the stars was shinin' bright.
We was drivin' up Grapevine Hill
Passing cars like they was standing still....."
Concrete Blonde
Still in Hollywood Concrete Blonde was a rock band from Hollywood, CA, formed in 1982. This song is from the album "Concrete Blonde" released in 1986.


"I was walking down the street early this morning
Past the graveyard, voices singin' to me.
I was walking down the street, early this morning
And the silver drops of rain hung from the leaves
And I swear I heard the voices singing to me...
Singing to the rhythm of the beat of my feet,
I swear I heard the voices singing to me -
Keep on, keep on, keep on.

Still in Hollywood!
Oh WOW! Thought I'd be out of here by now.
Still in Hollywood!
My, my I'm running on a wheel and I don't know why
I don't know why.
... ... ... ... ... ...

And so it's three A.M., I'm out walking again.
I'm just a spot on the sidewalk in the city of sin.
He doesn't give a f**k, he's living under a truck.
You know it coulda been me, guess it's just my luck.
But I swear I hear the voices singing to me -
Keep on, keep on, keep on.
Still in Hollywood..."
Con Funk Shun
California 1 Con Funk Shun is a soul/funk band founded in Vallejo, California in 1969. This is from the album "7" released in 1981. It's another song about California 1, also known as the Pacific Coast Highway, a 656 mile scenic road. It'll make you want to put the top down and drive - or better yet, let somebody else drive so you can enjoy the view.


"L.A. nights ain't for sleeping
Carmel sights are for my fantasies
Redwoods reaching for the sky
And the Golden Gate lights are calling me

California 1
Highway of my memories
California 1
Spinning me toward my dreams

Western days are so easy
Pacific waves take my mind away
When the sun sets on the ocean
This is where I know I'm gonna stay

California 1
Highway of my memories
California 1
Spinning me toward my dreams

California 1
Highway of my memories
California 1
Spinning me toward my dreams

California 1
Highway of my memories
California 1
Spinning me toward my dreams

California 1
California 1
California 1
California 1
...."
Ry Cooder
Down in Hollywood Ry Cooder is a songwriter/musician from Santa Monica who has been active since 1967. He has an amazing list of achievements that includes producing the great Cuban music album "Buena Vista Social Club," making the soundtrack for Wim Wenders' great film "Paris Texas," and collaborating with Ali Farka Toure and other musicians from around the world. This is an R&B song featuring Chaka Khan from his 1979 album "Bop Till You Drop.


"Well, did you hear the good news ?
There's gonna be some bad blues
Somebody said they're playing all night long
So go and fill your brown bag and put on all your clean rags
Let's go downtown and see what's going on

You take me down the Vine Street
Stop when you hear the back beat
And I'll sneak past the bouncer at the door
Now I know that he ain't looking
Not when the band is cooking
Because he's watching the ladies dancing on the floor

Going down in Hollywood
You better hope that you don't run out of gas
Down in Hollywood
He'll drag you right out of your car and kick your ass
Down in Hollywood
They're standing on a corner waiting for a sucker like you
Down in Hollywood
Now, if you want to stay healthy just keep a-moving right on through
Be careful, don't look back, keep moving, keep moving

Well, the scotch has started flowing
And some girls she is showing everything she's got
Folks, it's a sight!
Some men will give a week's pay if she would just dance down their way and say
"Baby, I'm gonna take you home with me tonight"
Outside the streets is shaking and I hear the windows breaking
Some poor fool's gonna land in jail tonight
Well, all those hookers trying to pull your coat and the pimps reach out to cut your throat
Ain't no way out of here without a fight
(What's that fool saying ?)

Going down in Hollywood...."
Ry Cooder
In My Town From his album "Chavez Ravine" released in 2005. This song, like many of them on this album deal with Chavez Ravine which was a Mexican-American neighborhood that was torn down to build public housing in the 1950's, but then Dodger Stadium was built on the site instead. Like other cities, poor non-white neighborhoods were often destroyed by rich white developers. Of course, so was the entire country. Ask any Native American....


"Up here on the hill, it's starting to rain,
The sun's disappearing through my windowpane,
And everything's still in my room.
Then a trolley goes by with its clattering sound,
Like a clock on the wall and the rain coming down,
And somebody's chattering way down the hall from my room.

From my room, I see old town.
Crook town, wop town, and spic town.
Black town, shack town, and hick town, from my room.
Looking down through the rain,
I think the future's going my way.
And there's a freeway coming soon
Right through this dirty old room.
Can't you see a 50-story building
Where a palm tree used to be?
Well, I like a town that's flat, I like a street that's tame.
You take out the trash; they all do the same.
But get back inside and remain, until notified.
I want a town that's clean and I want a rule that's maintained.

If you're brown, back down.
If you're black, get back.
Better white than right.
Better dead than red.
Better keep it contained in my town.
Now, in my town, I'm the big cheese.
Don't like all those commie rats in the palm trees
Up there in Chavez Ravine.
They come down here to City Hall,
Creating a big scene, crying "foul ball."
We'll put the head rat on the stand.
"Are you now or have you ever been?"
Chief runs a make; director runs the names.
I write the rules; I call the game.
There's the pitch, it's good; there goes your old neighborhood.

Tell the mayor duck out the back,
Tell the monsignor keep the deal under his hat.
Chavez Ravine plugged up, Bunker Hill ripped down.
Cement mixers spreading the word around.
This here is my town.
Then the trolley stops by on its way down the hill,
And somebody's passing by my window sill.
No shoes on the stairs, no knock at the door
Of my room, of my room.
Why should I go down?"
Ry Cooder
Poor Man's Shangri-La This is another song from "Chavez Ravine" (2005) mentioned above.


"Tell you 'bout a friend of mine that you don't know
He lives way up a road that's lost in time
Don't know his name or where he's coming from
Only thing you know
He's a real gone cat, this friend of mine

He don't have no uptown friends that drive a Cadillac
But he's got cool threads and a beat up car
All his downtown friends like me, ride around in the back
'Cause he's a real cool cat
Yeah, he's a real gone cat, this friend of mine

La Loma boys will run with you
Do anything that you want 'em to
And if you need a friend 'cause you're feeling blue
Palo Verde girls never let you down

Na, na, na, na, na
Living in a poor man's Shangri-La
Na, na, na, na, na
Living in a poor man's Shangri-La

Firme guys in their firme cars
Underneath the moon and stars
The city lights way down below

What's that sound? What's that light?
Streaking down through the night
What's it mean? It's a red cloud over Chavez Ravine

Orale, UFO, come gliding low
Se cayo, up Chavez road
Space vato, square cat
Say, "Caramba, partners, where's the party at?"

I heard about the cool jerk and the alligator
And I heard about Tokay Wine, Mary Jane, and lil' Julian Herrera
I wanna learn to dance, make romance
These La Bishop girls might take a chance

My friend say, "No, be cool, bro'
If you want to dance slow
Learn to ask a mi hermana con respeto"

UFO's got a radio
Lil' Julian singing soft and low
Los Angeles down below
DJ say, we got to go, where?
To El Monte, El Monte, El Monte, pa El Monte

Na, na, na, na, na
Livin' in a poor man's Shangri-La
Na, na, na, na, na
Livin' in a poor man's Shangri-La...."
Elizabeth Cook
Not California Elizabeth Cook is a country music artist from Florida. This song is from her album "Welder" released in 2010. She didn't write it, but she sings it here. It seems to be about someone who moved away from California and misses it.


"Later on you're breaking the boxes down
There's nobody out tonight, nobody's hanging 'round
So you take the drive that used to be almost right
But now it's just empty lots around you
All these empty lots around you And they don't know
What you hold dear
and they can't see
That it's not California here

And it's not true
And it's not fair
And they're not us
And it's not California here...."
Coolio
Fantastic Voyage Coolio is a rapper and producer from Compton, CA. (He's also a chef with a cooking show and a "Ghetto Gourmet" cookbook.) From his album "It Takes a Thief" released in 1994 this song was a huge hit on the pop charts. (In 1995 he had an even bigger worldwide hit with "Gangsta's Paradise.") This song mentions the California city of Watts one time but it's as good an example of West Coast G-funk as you'll ever find with its lyrics about gangs and drive-by shootings and the car culture of L.A. and its funk beat taken from "Fantastic Voyage" the #1 1980 party anthem by Ohio funk band Lakeside.


"Come on y'all let's take a ride
Don't you say s**t just get inside
It's time to take your ass on another kind of trip
'Cause you can't have the hop if you don't have the hip

Grab your gat with the extra clip and,
Close your eyes and hit the switch
We're going to a place where everybody kick it
Kick it, kick it, yeah, that's the ticket

Ain't no Bloodin', ain't no Crippin'
Ain't no punk-ass n***a's set trippin'
Everybody's got a stack and it ain't no crack
And it really don't matter if you're white or black

I want to take you there like the Staple Singers
Put something in the tank and I know that I can bring ya
If you can't take the heat get yo' ass out the kitchen
We're on a mission

Come along and ride on a fantastic voyage
Slide slide slippidy-slide
With switches on the block in a '65
Come along and ride on a fantastic voyage
Slide slide who-ride
Ain't no valley low enough or mountain high

I'm tryin' to find a place where I can live my life and
Maybe eat some steak with my beans and rice, a
Place where my kids can play outside
Without livin' in fear of a drive-by

And even if I get away from them drive-by killers
I still got to worry about those snitch-ass n****as
I keep on searching and I keep on looking
But n***as are the same from Watts to Brooklyn

I try to keep my faith in my people
But sometimes my people be acting like they evil
You don't understand about runnin' with a gang
'Cause you don't gang bang, and

You don't have to stand on the corner and slang
'Cause you got your own thang
You can't help me if you can't help yourself
You better make a left

Come along and ride on a fantasic voyage
Slide slide slippidy-slide
I do what I do just to survive
Come along and ride on a fantasic voyage
Slide slide who-ride
That's why I pack my 45

Life is a b**ch and then you die
Still tryin' to get a peace of the apple pie
Every game ain't the same, 'cause the game still remains
Don't it seem kinda strange, ain't a damn thing change

If you don't work then you don't eat
And only down-ass n***as can ride with me
Hop-hop-hop your 5 quickly down the block
Stay sucka-free and keep the busters off your jock

You gotta have heart son, if you want to go,
Watch this sweet chariot swing low
Ain't nobody cryin', ain't nobody dyin'
Ain't nobody worried, everybody´s tryin'

Nothin' from nothin' leaves nothin'
If you want to have something, you better start frontin'
What ya gonna do when the 5 roll by
You better be ready, so you can ride

Come along and ride on a fantastic voyage
Slide slide slippidy-slide
When you're living in a city it's do or die
Come along and ride on a fantastic voyage
Slide slide who-ride
You better be ready when the 5 roll by

Just roll along - that's what you do...."
Cornershop
No Rock: Save in Roll Cornershop is a British rock band formed by two brothers in 1991. This song is from their album "England Is a Garden" released in 2020. The lyrics are mostly stream of consciousness rambling with a mention of California. Since the lyrics have not been put online these are just my guess at what they are. There are definitely some mistakes, but they definitely include "California" and that's all that matters to this list.


"I keep chewin' keep chewin'

There ain't no rock save in roll
No rock save in roll
There ain't no rock save in roll
No rock save in rock 'n' roll

Cold creek California
(California)
Cold creek California

Sue the dial Tokyo
The preacher man is only gonna warn ya
And leave your poor heart cold
Keep the gear box and traffic car

There ain't no rock save in roll
No rock save in rock 'n' roll

In England's Midlands there's a drop forge
In Englands' Midlands there's a drop forge
That makes Midlands England glow
The foreman's talking tight guage
A wild plum and service berry
Heavy metal from the back of the stage

There ain't no rock save in roll
No rock save in roll
There ain't no rock save in roll
No rock save in rock 'n' roll
Save in roll"
The Coronas
San Diego Song The Coronas are a rock band from Dublin, Ireland, active since 2003. This song is from their album "Heroes or Ghosts" released in 2007. Here's another band that will fight for their right to party.


"We sleep all day and we drink all night
We are not wasting our time
We refuse to hide, we're going out tonight

Single in San Diego, 6 weeks just wasting time
We moved in with the girls and left it all behind
So what's wrong with this life? You say it's not enough
What does it feel like? You think you're better than us

'Cause we sleep all day and we drink all night
We are not wasting our time
We refuse to hide, we're going out tonight

Lonely in San Diego, just don't let it get you down
'Cause I've been there before but I know better now
Just one last storm before the calm while we're still young
Yeah we know yeah we understand what needs to be done

'Cause we sleep all day and we drink all night
We are not wasting our time
We refuse to hide, we're going out tonight

'Cause we sleep all day and we drink all night
We are not wasting our time
We refuse to hide, we're going out tonight"
Elvis Costello
Beyond Belief Elvis Costello is an English singer-songrwiter and. Rock and Roll Hall of Famer who began his career in the early 1970s. This is from his album "Imperial Bedroom" released in 1982. It includes a nice California earthquake pun.


"History repeats the old conceits
The glib replies, the same defeats
Keep your finger on button issues
With crocodile tears and a pocketful of tissues

I'm just the oily slick
On the windup world of the nervous tick
In a very fashionable hovel


I hang around dying to be tortured
You'll never be alone in the bone orchard
This battle with the bottle is nothing so novel

So in this almost empty gin palace
Through a two-way looking glass
You see your Alice

You know she has no sense
For all your jealousy
In a sense she still smiles very sweetly

Charged with insults and flattery
Her body moves with malice
Do you have to be so cruel to be callous

And now you find you fit
This identikit completely
You say you have no secrets
And then leave discreetly

I might make it California's fault
Be locked in Geneva's deepest vault
Just like the canals of Mars and the Great Barrier Reef
I come to you beyond belief

My hands were clammy and cunning
She's been suitably stunning
But I know there's not a hope in Hades

All the laddies cat call and wolf whistle
So-called gentlemen and ladies
Dogfight like rose and thistle

I've got a feeling
I'm going to get a lot of grief
Once this seemed so appealing
Now I am beyond belief

I've got a feeling
I'm going to get a lot of grief
Once this seemed so appealing
Now I am beyond belief..."
Nev Cottee
The Hollywood Sign Nev Cottee is singer-songwriter from Manchester, England. This very short but lovely acoustic song is from the album "River's Edge" released in 2019.


"A fading star
The Hollywood Sign
I can see you from afar

A prairie wind
Blowing through my mind
I can hear your guitar

Sing to the sun
A golden age is gone

A fading star
The Hollywood Sign
Noone knows who you are"
Jonathan Coulton
I Hate California An upbeat acoustic guitar tune from the 2003 first album of the singer-songwriter from Brooklyn known for writing quircky songs about science fiction and technology and geek culture, who became popular using the internet. This is another song about California that's really about coastal Southern California. Believe me, it's OK to dress as if the weather's gonna change up north.


"I hate California
There's something out there I just don't get
I know your friends out there must think I'm pretty strange
Because I dress as if the weather's gonna change
But it never does
I hate California

I hate California
The sun goes down the wrong side
Something in the water, maybe something in the sand
Maybe some west coast thing I'll never understand
Maybe just because
I hate California

I don't blame the Beach Boys
I don't blame Hollywood
I don't blame L.A.
Although I probably should
I don't blame the sky for its careless shade of blue
Lord knows I don't blame you
Lord knows I don't blame you

I hate California
One more beach day come and gone
And by the time you've finished gazing at the sea
3,000 miles away there's nothing left for me
If there ever was
I hate California...."
Counting Crows
Elvis Went to Hollywood Counting Crows is a rock band from Berkeley, formed in 1991.
This is from "Somewhere Under Wonderland" released in 2014. "Hollywood" here really refers more to the film industry than the city, but whatever, here it is.


"November promises, it seems
are broken February dreams
That don't come true,
Do you remember me?
I don't remember you.
Were you the one who liked to sing?
Or just some other one.
It's strange how Paige remains
She stays the same
We're always changing.

We are driving on the ceiling
There are aliens on motorcycles
Riding in the radio while we destroy the world
I said - oh oh, oh no no
The news it read, the future's dead
When Elvis went to Hollywood
That's when everything went wrong.

So long Goodbye,
The taste of wedding cakes
The sound of nursey rhymes
The ghosts of Fredericksburg, of Alex Chilton,
Of Victor Frankenstein
The girl you'll always love
The one you have no memory of
It's strange how Paige remains
She prays for rain on The Invasion

We are driving on the ceiling
There are aliens on motorcycles
Hiding in the radio while we devour the world
I said - oh oh, oh no no
The future said, the news is dead
When Elvis went to Hollywood
That's when everything went wrong.

The God of Maine proclaims the last evacuation of The Dream
The gospels scream a song of movie stars and girlie magazines
And spacemen too from somewhere far away
You have to say it's strange
We prayed in vain,
The rockets came and now we're fading.

We are hiding on the ceiling
There are aliens on motorcycles
Riding from the radio while they destroy the world.
I said - oh oh, oh no no
The paper said, the King is dead
When Elvis went to Hollywood,
That's when everything went wrong."
Counting Crows
Holiday in Spain This is from the band's album "Hard Candy" released in 2002.


"Got no place to go
But there's a girl waiting for me down in Mexico
She's got a bottle of tequila, a bottle of gin
And if I bring a little music I can fit right in

We've got airplane rides
We got California drowning out the window side
We've got big black cars
And we've got stories how we slept with all the movie stars

I may take a holiday in Spain
Leave my wings behind me
Drink my worries down the drain
And fly away to somewhere new...."
Counting Crows
A Long December This is from the band's album "Recovering the Satellites" released in 1996.


"A long December and there's reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I can't remember the last thing that you said as you were leavin'
Now the days go by so fast

And it's one more day up in the canyon
And it's one more night in Hollywood
If you think that I could be forgiven
I wish you would

Na na na na, na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na yeah

The smell of hospitals in winter
And the feeling that it's all a lot of oysters, but no pearls
All at once, you look across a crowded room
To see the way that light attaches to a girl

And it's one more day up in the canyon
And it's one more night in Hollywood
If you think you might come to California
I think you should

Na na na na, na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na yeah

Drove up to Hillside Manor sometime after 2 A.M
And talked a little while about the year
I guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower
Makes you talk a little lower
About the things you could not show her

And it's been a long December and there's reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I can't remember all the times I tried to tell my myself
To hold on to these moments as they pass

And it's one more day up in the canyon
And it's one more night in Hollywood
It's been so long since I've seen the ocean
I guess I should...."
Counting Crows
Los Angeles This is from "Saturday Nights & Sunday Mornings" released in 2008.


"Dancing like the nights are down in Nashville
But I seem to know the ghosts who like to run
I got a call to go to a late night picture show
So I traded in the darkness and I'm already there
I'm already there

And I'm tryin' to make some friends
So if you see that movie star and me
If you see my picture in a magazine
Or if you fall asleep by the bedroom TV
Well honey I'm just tryin' to make some sense
Outta' me

I left a lot of ghosts in San Francisco
And now you wanna say you see through me
But what you wanna see ain't your memories of me
So why you turn around tonight
But I'm already there
I'm already there

And I'm tryin' to make some friends
So if you see that movie star and me
If you see my picture in a magazine
Or if you fall asleep while you're watching TV
Well honey I'm just trying to make some sense

Los Angeles

Boston gets cold this time of year
Seems like each day just leaves me numb
I gotta get out of here
Go walking in the sun

Well if you see that movie star and me
Or if you should see my picture in a magazine
Or if you fall asleep by the bedroom TV
But honey I'm just trying to make some sense
Honey I'm just trying to make some friends
Well baby I'm not trying to make amends
For coming to Los Angeles

Oh Los Angeles

No more Boston, no more Nashville, no more Oakland
Oh baby come on out to the sea
Come on take a walk down Sunset with me
Oh we gonna get drunk, find up some skinny girls, and go street walking
In Los Angeles!

And man it's a really good place to find yourself a taco"
Counting Crows
Perfect Blue Buildings This song is from the band's 1993 debut album "August and Everything After." Virginia and La Loma are streets on the north side of the U.C. Berkeley campus.


"Just down the street from your hotel, baby
I stay at home with my disease
And ain't this position familiar, darling
Well, all monkeys do what they see
Help me stay awake, I'm falling...
Down on Virginia and La Loma
Where I got friends who'll care for me
You got an attitude of everything I ever wanted
I got an attitude of need
Help me stay awake, I'm falling...

Asleep in perfect blue buildings
Beside the green apple sea
Gonna get me a little oblivion, baby
Try to keep myself away from me (myself and) me
It's 4:30 A.M. on a Tuesday
It doesn't get much worse than this
In beds in little rooms in buildings in the middle
of these lives which are completely meaningless
Help me stay awake, I'm falling...

I got bones beneath my skin, and mister...
There's a skeleton in every man's house
Beneath the dust and love and sweat that hangs on everybody
There's a dead man trying to get out
Please help me stay awake, I'm falling..."
Country Joe and the Fish
Flying High Country Joe and the Fish was a psychedelic rock band from Berkeley, California, formed in 1965. This is the first song on their first album released in 1967 "Electric Music For the Mind and Body."


"I'm stuck on the L.A. freeway
Got rain water in my boots

My thumbs done froze, can't feel my toes
I feel a little destitute
Wheels throwing water all over my axe
And Mr. Jones won't lend me a hand
Up come two cats in a Cadillac
And they say: 'Won't you hop in, man?'
I went flying high all the way, all the way.

The one that's driving's got a bowler hat
The other's got a fez on his head
They turn around and grin and I grin back
But not a word was said
So I took out my harp and I played 'em a tune
I could see they were diggin' it
Then the one with the fez, well he turns and he says
'We'd like to help you make your trip.'
I went flying high all the way, all the way.

He said: 'We can't leave him out in the rain'
'He just might freeze and die'
'So why not put him on a plane'
'And send him home in the sky?'
So they took me to the L.A. airport
Laid twenty dollars in my hand
Well, I paid my fare, I'm in the air
Flying back home again
And I went flying high
All the way, yeah all the way, all the way
You know I went flying high all the way
Don't you know I went flying high all the way...."
Courier (featuring Sidney Rudder & Josh Gabbard)
San Francisco Courier is Blake Mundell, a singer-songwriter from Nashville, and a lot more.Sidney Rudder is a mystery singer, Josh Gabbard aka GATSBY is a musical artist from Kentucky. This upbeat pop song was released in 2016. It's better known from the Alex Schulz dance remix (shown below) released in 2017.


"Westbound, far as he could make it on denial
Touched down, looking for the darkest street on the bay
Hopin' to start a revolution, a revival
A few days in and he can already say

San Francisco, I been there before
I kicked down the door at those Golden Gates
Hey, San Francisco, I been there before
So near to the shore, but it's so far away

Here we go, San Francisco
Here we go, San Francisco

Made do workin' at a hostel through September
One room, blanket and a Bible, all that he had
Some days never saw the sun on streets so tender
And some nights they felt like fights against going mad

Hey, San Francisco, I been there before
I kicked down the door at those Golden Gates
Hey, San Francisco, I been there before
So near to the shore, but it's so far away

Here we go, San Francisco
Here we go, San Francisco
San Francisco
Here we go, San Francisco

The sons of thunder in a dome off West End
God willing he found a town where he had a friend
But he thinks about that city every now and again
Wondering if he changed it like it changed him
Wondering whether he ever had it together inside
If he might recognize that sigh in his own eyes
That he sees peeking out from those cardboard signs
The streets are all the same
And he says the streets are all the same, hey
Music city by the bay
Oh, here we go

San Francisco, I been there before
I kicked down the door at those Golden Gates
San Francisco, I been there before
So near to the shore, but it's so far away

Here we go, San Francisco
Here we go, San Francisco
San Francisco
San Francisco"
Courier
San Francisco (Alex Schulz Remix) Alex Schulz is a DJ from Stuttgart, Germany (who does not appear to be related to the German DJ Robin Schulz.) This song was released in 2017. It's a remix of an original song by Courier (shown above) with the vocals sped up and the lyrics changed a bit.


"Westbound, far as he could make it on denial
Touched down, looking for the darkest street on the bay
Hopin' to start a revolution, a revival
A few days in and he can already say

San Francisco, I been there before
I kicked down the door at those Golden Gates
Hey, San Francisco, I been there before
So near to the shore, but it's so far away

Here we go, San Francisco
Here we go, San Francisco
Here we go, San Francisco
Here we go, San Francisco

Made do workin' at a hostel through September
One room, blanket and a Bible, all that he had
Some days never saw the sun on streets so tender
And some nights they felt like fights against going mad

Hey, San Francisco, I been there before
I kicked down the door at those Golden Gates
Hey, San Francisco, I been there before
So near to the shore, but it's so far away

Here we go, San Francisco
Here we go, San Francisco
San Francisco
Here we go, San Francisco
Far away
Far away
Far away

And he says the streets are all the same, hey
Music city by the bay
Oh, here we go

San Francisco, I been there before
I kicked down the door at those Golden Gates
San Francisco, I been there before
So near to the shore, but it's so far away

Here we go, San Francisco
Here we go, San Francisco
Far away
Here we go, San Francisco
Here we go, San Francisco
Far away
Far away
Far away"
Cracker
Almond Grove Cracker is a rock band formed in Bakersfield in 1990 by Camper Van Beethoven lead singer David Lowery and guitarist Johnny Hickman. Biologist Jeff Ahrens recommended that I add some songs from the new Cracker album, Berkeley to Bakersfield, released in December 2014, which I hadn't heard yet, and I'm glad he did. Thanks to Cracker for producing a great fun political album about the state, dealing with topics others won't dare to touch (like the totalitarian tech industry that has overtaken our lives) leading off with "Torches and Pitchforks" (not on this list because it doesn't specifically mention the state) and it's revolutionary lyrics:

"We will fight you from the mountains
And we will fight you in the streets
And we will fight you in the valleys
You cannot take what isn't yours."

Berkeley to Bakersfield is a double album about California. The first one could be titled "Berkeley" (a liberal city with roots in social protest) with punk-based songs protesting economic inequality, much of it created by the Silicon Valley tech industry and its gentrification of the Bay Area. The second one could be titled "Bakersfield" (a conservative city with roots in the oil industry and country music) with country songs about the red state half of the golden state that most of the rest of the country is not aware of. I could list all of the songs on the album, but I'll just list a few of them below and let you check out the entire album.


"Said goodbye to Miss Jenny, sleeping on a subway grate
Say goodbye to all the ladies, waiting for the tricks to show
Got a hundred dollars, more than I need to score
Got a hundred dollars, just enough to get me home

Yeah I'm going back home, to the cotton fields
To the almond groves, to the old homestead
See my Ma and Pa, mighty brother Jack
He went to Kandahar, but he never come back

Came from Maricopa, had no family left
Working for Evoclin, fell in with the narco set
Ended up a junkie, living in my brother's car
Don't shed a tear for me, home ain't so far
...
No he never come back

In a national boulevard, ladies don't you weep and moan
I've gone to a better place off the dirty streets
Mr Patel, won't you send my ashes home?
Spread 'em in the old family almond grove."
Cracker
Beautiful From "Berkeley to Bakersfield" released in 2014. This one is all about Berkeley.


"If you haven't heard it
If you don't know it
If you don't think it
You are beautiful

Saw you working at the coffee shop
Saw you walking down Telegraph
Pink mohawk and Doc Marten boots
Don't you know that you're beautiful?

Let's buy records at Rasputin's
Let's see a show at Gilman Street
An anarchists' rally at People's Park
Don't you know you're beautiful?

If you don't know it
If you haven't heard it
If you don't think it
You are beautiful

If you come to doubt it
If you don't feel it
If you haven't heard it
You are beautiful

Now you own your own coffee shop
Punk rock shows at matinees
You got a little house west of San Pablo
Don't you know you're still beautiful?

Two teenagers with blue Mohawks
Working at the local fruit co-op
Everything's different but nothing has changed
Don't you know that you're beautiful?"
Cracker
Big Dipper This one's slow and moody, about Santa Cruz and it's "Giant Dipper" roller coaster. David Lowery described Santa Cruz as combining "carrot juice and cigarettes." Like most of California, it's a combination of healthy/natural and carcinogenic.


"Cigarettes and carrot juice and get yourself a new tattoo
For those sleeveless days of June
I'm sitting on the Cafe Xeno's steps with a book I haven't started yet
Watching all the girls walk by

Could I take you out?
I'll be yours without a doubt on that Big Dipper
And if the sound of this it frightens you
We could play it real cool and act somewhat indifferent

And hey June why'd you have to come
Why'd you have to come around, so soon?
I wasn't ready for all this nature
The terrible green green grass
And violent blooms of flowered dresses
And afternoons that make me sleepy

But we could wait awhile
Before we push that dull turnstile into the passage
The thousands they have tread and others sometimes fled
Before the turn came

And we could wait our lives before a chance arrives
Before the passage
From the top you can see Monterey or think about San Jose
Though I know it's not that pleasant

And hey Jim, Kerouac, a brother of the famous Jack
Or so he likes to say, lucky bastard
He's sitting on the Cafe Xeno's steps with a girl I'm not over yet
Watching all the world go by...."
Cracker
California Country Boy
From "Berkeley to Bakersfield" released in 2014.


"Ain't no palm trees where I come from
No big waves crashing on the shore
No grid-locked traffic, no movie stars, no
In the part of California I come from

We got oil fields in the Central Valley
We got cowboys out in the Mojave
Salinas Valley, yeah where I come from
We got farms, far as the eye can see

Now I got good friends out in Texas
And I got family in Tennessee
But this here country boy's from California
Ain't no place I'd rather be
Ain't no place I'd rather be

From Paso Robles to the Owens Valley
From Manchester on down to Salton Sea
It's where I pick this guitar, it's where I write these songs
Ain't no place that I'd rather be

Yeah I got good friends out in Texas
And I got family in Tennessee
But this here country boy's from California
Ain't no place I'd rather be
Ain't no place I'd rather be

Ain't no palm trees, ain't no movie stars
In the part of California I come from."
Cracker
El Cerrito This is another song from "Berkeley to Bakersfield" released in 2014. This one complains about the gentrification of the San Francisco Bay Area fueled by the mostly south-bay tech companies and their conformist wealth-obsessed employees whose affluent lifestyles have driven up prices (especially housing prices) forcing many people to live elsewhere. There was a good article online about the song in the San Jose Mercury News.


"Walkin down the street in San Francisco just the other day,
wondering what has happened to the freaks and hippies and the punks.
Everybody's squeaky clean. They look and dress and act the same.
I don't give a s**t about your IPO I live in El Cerrito.

Do do do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do do do
El Cerrito

Mama took the Alameda Transit bus to work each day.
All the way down San Pablo.
30 years the Navy Base.
Never heard her once complain about taking public transportation.
You should ride the city bus just like the rest of us in El Cerrito.

Pink-moustached taxi cabs. Don't you know that they're just scabs.
Union busting techie uber alles. I said it.
Bulls**t claims to change the world. Making Wall Street bankers even richer.
El Cerrito's got it's problems but we don't pick pockets of the workin' man.

Papa was an engineer. Worked at Hewlett-Packard.
Dumbarton bridge two times a day, then lost his job and pension.
We would go and visit him in bars in Jack London square.
I don't give a s**t about your IPO I come from El Cerrito.

Do do do do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do do do do
El Cerrito

If there is a lesson from this story to be learned.
It's not exactly what you think.
You shouldn't be concerned.
It's not that we don't like the rich,
it's simply that we think it's kind of boring.
Everybody acts and thinks the same
that's why I live in El Cerrito."
Cracker
King of Bakersfield From "Berkeley to Bakersfield" released in 2014.


"I got a double wide in my own merlot vineyard
I got plenty of space to park my dually truck
I never have to deal with L.A. traffic
Life is good they call me the king of Bakersfield

I work from dusk to dawn for Paramount Pictures
Set carpenter and all around handy man
Back in Bakersfield I got a Sinaloan beauty
Life is good they call me king of Bakersfield

We got wide open spaces
For my friends to come drink beer
We got a stage in the back with a band two stepping all night long

I got some motorcycle-riding neighbours
We never have no trouble round here
All my friends say I live like a king in Bakersfield

And I do

Yeah, play it weird man. this ain't Nashville.
...
Ain't nobody's business how you live your life
I'm a red state union man from California
Life is good they call me king of Bakersfield

Life is good they call me king of Bakersfield
Life is good they call me king of Bakersfield"
Cracker
Miss Santa Cruz County From the album "Forever" released in 2002. The Artichoke Festival takes place in Castroville, which calls itself "the artichoke center of the world."


"So let's all be someone else
I'm tired of being myself
Let's all be someone else

You could be someone else
I know you're tired of yourself
You say you're so bored you could cry
Well let me tell you, so am I
… … …
So come on down Miss Santa Cruz County
Won't you come on down from your daddy's hydroponic farm?
'Cause there's no shame in being seen as the Artichoke Festival Queen
You know we like what you've become
You know we like what you've become"
Cracker
The San Bernardino Boy From 2014's Berkeley to Bakersfield, about the Inland Empire, including area codes.


"In his underwear
Playin' in that dirty air
And his daddy's in the Chino jail.
He'll grow up to be
Dumb as dirt by 23
With the county sherriff on his trail.

714 who's that knockin' on my door
It's the San Bernardino boy.
909 everybody hide it
The San Bernardino boy.

I've seen him over by the keg
Dancin' on his broken leg
Blisters risin' on his sunburned hide.
Later on tonight
He'll be startin' up a fight
Till those billy clubs commence to wail.

714 who's that knockin' on my door
It's the San Bernardino boy
909 somebody kill the lights
It's the San Bernardino boy...."
John Craigie (featuring Gregory Alan Isakov)
I Am California John Craigie is a singer-songwriter from Los Angeles, active since 2003. Gregory Alan Isakov is a singer-songwriter originally from South Africa and raised in Philadelphia. This song is from Craigie's album "No Rain, No Rose" released in 2017. While it seems to be a great song about California, it was actually recorded at Craigie's home in Portland, Oregon and it's about moving out of the state. (Portland is the "rose city" and gets a lot of rain, hence the title of the album.)

James Farley in his Mother Church Pew 2017 review of the album describes the song better than I ever could:

"On album standout, “I am California,” Craigie takes a somber turn; each verse speaks of sorrow and remorse as the chorus turns to a cry from his native and beloved California. “So drink all my wine, cut all my trees, make love on my beaches, smoke all my weed. I am California can’t you see, wherever you roam, You’ll always want me,” a personified California cries, pointing out how we use those things to make us feel good, to chase our muse in a vicious cycle of only longing for more, when all reality all we ever wanted was a sense of home—a wonderfully poetic song with unrivaled depth on the record. Sometimes we must leave what we love behind in order to discover what really matters."


"You try to drown your sorrows, shouldn’t taught them how to swim
And now you are right back where you began
Winter skies approaching, all alone in the wasteland
Alone is the only way that they let you in

So drink all my wine, cut all my trees
Make love on my beaches, smoke all my weed
I am California, can’t you see?
Wherever you roam, you’ll always want me

We struggle with our lovers, we don’t know what to let in
'Cause the new ones pay for the old ones sins
Blinded by your shadows, faded on your love
You don’t know how deep you are 'till you get pulled back up

So drink all my wine, cut all my trees
Make love on my beaches, smoke all my weed
I am California, can’t you see?
Wherever you roam, you’ll always want me

So drink all my wine, cut all my trees
Make love on my beaches, smoke all my weed
I am California, can’t you see?
Wherever you roam, you’ll always want me

Yeah, dig all my gold, soak in my springs
Conquer my mountains if that’s what you need
I am California, can’t you see?
Wherever you roam, you’ll always want me
You’ll always want me
You’ll always want me...."
The Cranberries
Hollywood The Cranberries were an alternative rock band from Ireland, active on and off from 1990 to 2019, and probably best known for their 1994 hit "Zombie". This is the first track from the album "To The Faithful Departed" released in 1996.


"I've got a picture in my head, in my head
It's me and you, we are in bed, we are in bed
You've always been there when I call, when I call
You've always been there most of all, all, all, all

This is not Hollywood, like I understood
Is not Hollywood, like, like, like
This is not Hollywood, like I understood
Is not Hollywood, like, like, like

Run away, run away, is there anybody there?
Away, run away, isn't anybody there?
Get away, get away, get awa-a-a-a-a-a-ay
Get away, get away, get awa-a-a-a-a-a-ay

Oh, oh oh oh oh oh, oh

I've got a picture in my room, in my room
I will return there I presume, it should be soon
The greatest irony of all, shoot the wall
It's not so glamorous at all, all, all, all

This is not Hollywood, like I understood
Is not Hollywood, like, like, like
This is not Hollywood, like I understood
Is not Hollywood, like, like, like

Run away, run away, is there anybody there?
Away, run away, isn't anybody there?
Get away, get away, get awa-a-a-a-a-a-ay
Get away, get away, get awa-a-a-a-a-a-ay

Oh, oh oh oh oh oh, oh

This is not Hollywood, runaway
This Is not Hollywood, like, like, like
(runaway)...."
The Crazy Ex-Girlfriend Cast (featuring Eric Michael Roy)
Santa Ana Winds, Pt. 1-5 Crazy Ex-Girlfriend is an Emmy-winning musical television series set in West Covina that aired on The CW from 2015-2019. Michael Roy is an entertainer who had a recurring role in the series playing a weatherman character portraying the Santa Ana Wind.


Hello there, it's me
I'm the Santa Ana winds
I cause allergies
I also make things weird

A little bit about me
I'm a hot, hot breeze
That originates from high-pressure air masses
Technically, I'm known as a katabatic wind
That's science for "a pain in your asses"

I'm mystical but also carry dangerous spores
I bring whimsy and forest fires
When I blow, there's magic in the air
And a higher risk of suicide

I make children wheeze
'Cause I'm the Santa Ana winds
To reiterate, I make things weird
When I blow, it sounds like "whee!"

I'll be back because I'm the wind
And also kind of a narrator

Hey, it's me again
I'm the Santa Ana winds
Here's some magic dust
Which will make things weird

They had the same dream
They just got Santa Ana winded

You might say, "Don't do it, wind
Leave these poor people alone"
But I'm a prankster
Tee-hee-hee-hee
I just wanna see what will happen...."
Creedence Clearwater Revival
Lodi Creedence Clearwater Revival was a rock band from El Cerrito, California that consisted of some members who had played together since 1959 under different band names. Lead singer and songwriter John Fogerty had never been to Lodi in 1969 when he used the city's name to represent a dead-end town that a down-on-his-luck musician couldn't escape after a one night stand. "Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi Again" later became the theme of some city events in Lodi, proving there's no such thing as bad publicity, and that the people there have a good sense of humor.


"Just about a year ago, I set out on the road,
Seekin' my fame and fortune, lookin' for a pot of gold.
Things got bad, and things got worse, I guess you will know the tune.
Oh ! Lord, stuck in Lodi again.
Rode in on the Greyhound, I'll be walkin' out if I go.
I was just passin' through, must be seven months or more.
Ran out of time and money, looks like they took my friends.
Oh ! Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again.

The man from the magazine said I was on my way.
Somewhere I lost connections, ran out of songs to play.
I came into town, a one night stand, looks like my plans fell through
Oh ! Lord, stuck in Lodi again.

If I only had a dollar, for ev'ry song I've sung.
And ev'ry time I've had to play while people sat there drunk.
You know, I'd catch the next train back to where I live.
Oh ! Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again.
Oh ! Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again."
Jim Croce
Operator (That's Not The Way It Feels) Jim Croce was a popular folk rock singer originally from Philadelphia. This is a song from his huge hit album You Don't Mess Around with Jim 1972, released the year before he died in a plane crash at the age of 30. He's trying to find the phone number of his ex-girlfriend who moved to L.A. with his ex-friend. This song is probably incomprehensible to anyone born in the cell phone era who never talked with a telephone operator or used a pay phone that only cost a dime.


"Operator, well could you help me place this call
See, the number on the match book is old and faded
She's living in L.A.
With my best old ex-friend Ray
A guy she said she knew well and sometimes hated

But isn't that the way they say it goes
Well let's forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it
So I can call just to tell 'em I'm fine, and to show
I've overcome the blow
I've learned to take it well
I only wish my words
Could just convince myself
That it just wasn't real
But that's not the way it feels...."
Bing Crosby
San Fernando Valley Bing Crosby was a best-selling singer and Oscar-winning actor from Washington state, active from 1922-1977. He was one of the most popular and influential musical artists of the 20th century and was once voted the "most admired man alive." It was because of his need to make so many radio shows that magnetic audio tape recording became widely-used and you can blame him for the invention of the "laugh track." This song was recorded in L.A. and released in 1944, when, according to the lyrics, the San Fernando Valley was still "cow country."


"Oh I'm packing my grip
And I'm leavin' today
'Cause I'm takin' a trip
California way
I'm gonna settle down and never more roam
And make the San Fernando Valley my home

I'll forget my sins,
I'll be makin' new friends
Where the West begins
And the sunset ends
'Cause I've decided where 'yours truly' should be
And it's the for me
San Fernando Valley
I think that I'm safe in statin'
She will be waitin'
When my lonely journey is done
And kindy old Reverend Thomas
Made us a promise
He will make the two of us one
... ... ...
So, I'm hittin' the trail
To the cow country
You can forward my mail
Care of R.F.D.
I'm gonna settle down and never more roam
And make the San Fernando Valley my home
And make the San Fernando Valley my home
And make the San Fernando Valley my home"
Crosby Stills & Nash
Live It Up Crosby Stills & Nash (and sometimes Young) are a rock supergroup formed in Los Angeles in 1968. This song is from their album "Live it Up" released in 1990 sounds nothing like their harmony-rich acoustic folk rock sound from the '60s.


"Don't need the look of a millionaire
Takes more than money just to live it up
Don't need designer on the things I wear
Takes more than fashion just to live it up

Don't need my home sitting in Bel Air
Forty room apartment just to live it up
Don't need Jacuzzis or midnight affairs
Neighbors in the nude just to live it up

But I need to live it up, oh, oh, oh
I need to live it up, oh, oh, oh
I want to live it up, live it up

Don't need connections for a ringside seat
Takes more than power just to live it up
Don't need the keys to the governor's suite
Takes more than politics to live it up

Don't like the tricks they play on Easy Street
So don't do me favors just to live it up
Don't need to mingle with the stars I meet
Backstage passes just to live it up

But I need to live it up, oh, oh, oh
I need to live it up, oh, oh, oh
I want to live it up, live it up oooh

Just look around you
So many ways that you can live it up, really got to live it up
It's all around you
All you gotta do is open up, all you do is open up

Don't need to drink 'til we all fall down
Takes more than liquor just to live it up
Don't need no dealer pushing me around
Takes more than chemicals to live it up

Don't need a ticket to a gambling town
Twenty-one don't get it just to live it up
Why are we looking in the lost and found?
People try so hard just to live it up...."
Crosby Stills & Nash
Our House The story is that Graham Nash wrote this song quickly one day when he was living with Joni Mitchell in her house in Laurel Canyon and that the song is about that particular house. It's also the place where Nash met Crosby and Stills. This is why people put this one on their lists of Calfornia songs. I'm not convinced it really belongs - it can be about a house anywhere the listener wants it to be, which makes it more universal. Nevertheless, it's on my list since the song is so strongly associated with a particular house and time in the Hollywood Hills. Joni Mitchell's house is even a music tourism site, not so much because of this song but because it's where she wrote so many of her own songs. There are plenty of web pages about the house including this one on Joni Mitchell's site.


"I'll light the fire
You place the flowers in the vase
That you bought today

Staring at the fire
For hours and hours while I listen to you
Play your love songs all night long for me
Only for me

Come to me now (Come to me now)
And rest your head for just five minutes
Everything is done
Such a cozy room (Such a cozy room)
The windows are illuminated
By the evening sunshine through them
Fiery gems for you, only for you

Our house is a very, very, very fine house
With two cats in the yard
Life used to be so hard
Now everything is easy 'cause of you
And our

La-la, la-la-la-la-la
...  ...  ...
Our house is a very, very, very fine house
With two cats in the yard
Life used to be so hard
Now everything is easy 'cause of you
And our

I'll light the fire
While you place the flowers in the vase
That you bought today"
Sheryl Crow
All I Wanna Do Sheryl Crow is a singer-songwriter-actress from Missouri who moved to L.A. like so many wanna-be musicians, but unlike most, she went from wanna-be to fame and fortune.

This ain't no disco, it ain't no country club either. This is L.A. and girls just wanna have fun, by sitting around drinking beer at noon on a Tuesday with an ugly guy named Billy in a bar next to a car wash on Santa Monica Boulevard. Whatever works for you... It certainly worked for Sheryl; it's still her biggest hit, and the 1995 Grammys Record of the Year.


"This ain't no disco
This ain't no country club either, this is L.A.
… … … … …
We are drinking beer at noon on Tuesday
In the bar that faces the giant car wash
And the good people of the world
Are washing their cars on their lunch breaks
Hosing and scrubbing as best they can
In skirts and suits chi

And they drive their shiny Datsuns and Buicks
Back to the phone company, the record stores, too
Well, they're nothing like Billy and me
'Cause All I wanna do is have some fun
I got a feeling I'm not the only one...
Until the sun comes up over
Santa Monica Boulevard"
Sheryl Crow
Leaving Las Vegas This song is from Crow's debut album, Tuesday Night Music Club, released in 1993 and certified 2x platinum (back when people used to buy a piece of plastic with music on it.) Sure the song is about Las Vegas for good, but the sleazy alcoholic gambling-addicted blackjack-dealing ex-showgirl singing the song tells us that when she needed to get away from the city she used drive all the way to Barstow, California.


"Life springs eternal
On a gaudy neon street
Not that I care at all
I spent the best part of my losing streak
In an Army Jeep
For what I can't recall
Oh I'm banging on my TV set
And I check the odds
And I place my bet
I pour a drink
And I pull the blind
And I wonder what I'll find

I'm Leaving Las Vegas
Lights so bright
Palm sweat, blackjack
On a Saturday night
Leaving Las Vegas
Leaving for good, for good
I'm leaving for good
I'm leaving for good

Used to be I could drive up to
Barstow for the night
Find some crossroad trucker
To demonstrate his might
But these days it seems
Nowhere is far enough away
So I'm leaving Las Vegas today

I'm Leaving Las Vegas
Lights so bright
Palm sweat, blackjack
On a Saturday night
Leaving Las Vegas
Leaving for good, for good
I'm leaving for good
I'm leaving for good

I'm standing in the middle of the desert
Waiting for my ship to come in
But now no joker, no jack, no king
Can take this loser hand
And make it win

I'm Leaving Las Vegas
Lights so bright
Palm sweat, blackjack
On a Saturday night
Leaving Las Vegas
Leaving for good, for good
I'm leaving for good
I'm leaving for good

I quit my job as a dancer
At the Lido Des Girls
Dealing blackjack until one or two
Such a muddy line between
The things you want
And the things you have to do

I'm Leaving Las Vegas
Lights so bright
Palm sweat, blackjack
On a Saturday night
Leaving Las Vegas
Leaving for good, for good
I'm leaving for good
I'm leaving for good

I'm leaving Las Vegas
And I won't be back
No I won't be back
Not this time"
Rodney Crowell
California Earthquake (A Whole Lotta Shakin' Goin' On) Rodney Crowell is a Country music singer-songwriter from Texas. This song is from his 1978 album "I Ain't Living Long Like This." There are also versions of Grateful Dead covers of this song that they sang live just after the 1989 Loma Prieta earthquake.


"There was a California earthquake, in the year of '83
It shook the living daylights out of the Owens County Seat
Not a building still left standing when the dust had cleared away
Just a rumble in the distance all the way to San Andreas

Oh Sherman Buck was driving his old mule into town
When a big one came and shook so hard, that it knocked him to the ground
Lord there opened up a hole so big, he thought his time was up
And it swallowed up that poor old mule and it just missed Sherman Buck

California earthquake you just don't know what you've done
We may fall off in the ocean, but you'll never make us run
You're a partner to the devil, but we ain't afraid of him
We'll build ourselves another town so you can tear it down again

Then came the quake of '99 that levelled Mission Creek
The earth was like an ocean churning, with waves of twenty feet
Lord it sounded like a thousand trains were screaming underground
Clean across to San Joachim, they heard that mournful sound

Then came one day the holocaust on San Franciso Bay
[Ninety] miles of walls came down like old Jericho that day
Might near everything the earthquake missed, a holy fire consumed
And left 'em smoke and the ashes of the dreams that can't be ruined
Build ourselves another town so you can tear it down again"
Arthur "Big Boy" Crudup
Mean Ol' Frisco Blues Arthur William "Big Boy" Crudup was a delta blues singer-songwriter from Mississippi. He wrote "That's All Right Mama" in 1946 which later became Elvis Presley's first single. As far as I can tell, he also wrote this song and recorded it as early as 1942, but I'm no delta blues musicologist. Sometimes the authorship of old blues songs is complicated. I don't understand what's going on with the train and Santa Fe and the southern. (Maybe she left on an Atchison, Topeka and Santa Fe Railway train called the "southern" ?) Whatever her itinerary was, she left him and he hates the place and that's easy to understand.

There are a lot of other recordings of this song, usually titled "Mean Old Frisco" or "Mean Old Frisco Blues" and some of them have slightly different lyrics. My favorite version is by Little Walter, but you can take your pick of these and more:
Little Walter, 1959
John Hammond, 1963
Eric Clapton, 1977
Muddy Waters, 1981


"Well that mean old old Frisco
And that lowdown Santa Fe
Done took my babe away
Lord and blowed back out on me

Well my mama she done told me
And my papa told me too
Yes my mama told me
Papa told me too

Son any woman scream in your face
Lord she ain't no friend to you

Lord I wonder
Do she ever think of me
Lord I wonder
Do she ever think of me
Well I wonder I wonder
Will my babe come back to me

Well I'm standing lord looking
Watching that southern whistle blow
Yes I'm standing looking
Watching that southern whistle blow
Well she didn't catch that southern
Lord now where did the woman go

Lord I ain't got no
Special rider here
Lord I ain't got no
Special rider here
I might leave
Because I don't feel welcome here"
The Crusaders (featuring Bill Withers)
Soul Shadows The Crusaders were a jazz fusion band from Houston. Bill Withers was a singer-songwriter from West Virginia. This is from the album "Rhapsody and Blues" released in 1980.


"San Francisco morning coming clear and cold
Don't know if I'm waking or I'm dreaming
Riding with Fats Waller on the Super Chief
He said, music's real, the rest is seeming

Oh, he played
Feeling that won't go away
Left a sound of his soul in the air
I can hear it out there
And I know

He left those soul shadows
On my mind
On my mind
On my mind

He left a soul shadow
On my mind
On my mind
On my mind

Standing by the window as a fog rolls in
I swear I can hear a far-off music
Jelly Roll is playing down in Storyville
And Satchmo is wailing in Chicago
You ought to heard 'em play
Feelings that won't go away
Left the sound of their souls in the air
I hear out there and I know

They left them soul shadows
All on my mind
On my mind,
All on my mind...."
Cruzmatik
California Grown Cruzmatic is a collaboration of two musicians, FMZ, aka Reggie Stephens, a former professional football player from Shreveport Louisiana (Ratchet City) who moved to Santa Cruz as a teenager, and Jwilz, aka Jason Williams, who was also raised in Santa Cruz. Their website describes their music as "surf/reggae/rock music." There's also a rap verse in this song which was released in 2012 and included on their Style Trippin EP released in 2013.
Maybe the guys forgot about Del Norte County because that's where California ends, not at the Humboldt line.


"(West coast)
(Cruzmatik)

[Chorus:]
California grown
(West coast)
You're raised this way
If you're from the C-A I'm
California grown
(West coast)
Sunsets at the beach I love my home I'm
California grown
(West coast)
Where it's laid back and crazy all at the same time I'm
California grown
(West coast)
From the tip of San Diego to the Humboldt line I'm

California grown you can smell it like cologne
Nor Cal, So Cal, Cruzmatic's home
Central Coast's own I'm stackin' my provalone
I'm from that Ratchet City but Cali it be my home
Palm trees bomb [?] make the streets bleed
We gon' wake the west up like we gave it angel dust
[?] the bus, 501s on, black Chucks
Pocket full of guacamole, feel me out in Mexico
My Eses are from [?] dope
Quality you pay for, get it on the west coast
I'm black [?] but we back for the stash
Black Cadillac, I call it Mad Max
And when you see us on the block we get active
My [?] my rack city chick
Santa Cruz to L.A. then back to the Bay
To all the soldiers we lost from Cali-forn-i-a

California grown... [Chorus]

[?] place where there's time you can waste
I'll be California dreamin' pretty girls on the chase
I was raised on the music from the Bay to L.A.
The Chili Peppers, Ice Cube, [?] stuipid Mac Dre
Still a California kid, cruise the bikes, foggy night
Friends become family, my circle's big, we tight
And that's what keeps me grounded
Drivin' up and down the 5 wherever I roam
It's palm trees, lazy days
Readin' on the beach, toes in the sand, time flies by
We got the best green you ever seen
Kick back, inhale, exhale, why ask why
I'm road trippin' up and down the coast
Ocean breeze, mountains, I love Cali the most
And in the winter time I ride my dirt bike when it's dry
Cause if it rains it snows, snow boarding, Tahoe, I'm

California grown... [Chorus]

Ah ah ah
Nor Cal
California
(West coast)
Ah ah ah
So Cal
California
Ah ah ah
[?] zone
California
(West coast)
Ah ah ah
[?] west coast
California

California grown... [Chorus]

(West coast)
(Cruzmatic)"
Miley Cyrus
Malibu Miley Cyrus is an American singer, songwriter & actress from Tennessee where her father was a country music star with the hit "Achy Breaky Heart."  Malibu was the lead single from her album "Younger Now" released in 2017. Cyrus sings about being young and beautiful and rich living in the exclusive Malibu community. The next year when images of her Malibu house reduced to ashes in a massive wildfire were shown in the news it was hard not to contrast that tragedy with the hopeful optimism of this song.


"I never came to the beach or stood by the ocean
I never sat by the shore under the sun with my feet in the sand
But you brought me here and I'm happy that you did
'Cause now I'm as free as birds catching the wind

I always thought I would sink, so I never swam
I never went boatin', don't get how they are floatin'
And sometimes I get so scared
Of what I can't understand

But here I am
Next to you
The sky's more blue
In Malibu
Next to you
In Malibu
Next to you, baby

We watched the sun go down as we were walking
I'd spend the rest of my life just standing here talking
You would explain the current as I just smile
Hoping that you'll stay the same and nothing will change
And it'll be us just for a while
Do they even exist?
That's when I make the wish
To swim away with the fish

Is it supposed to be this hot all summer long?
I never would've believed you
If three years ago you told me
I'd be here writing this song

But here I am
Next to you
The sky's so blue
In Malibu
Next to you
In Malibu
Next to you, baby

Next to you
The sky's so blue
In Malibu, baby
Next to you

We are just like the waves that flow back and forth
Sometimes I feel like I'm drowning and you're there to save me
And I wanna thank you with all of my heart
It's a brand new start
A dream come true
In Malibu"
Miley Cyrus
Party in the USA This is an upbeat pop song from her first EP “The Time of Our Lives” released in 2009 when she was 16 years old that was a huge hit.


“I hopped off the plane at L.A.X.
With a dream and my cardigan
Welcome to the land of fame excess (whoa),
Am I gonna fit in?

Jumped in the cab,
Here I am for the first time
Look to my right and I see the Hollywood sign
This is all so crazy
Everybody seems so famous

My tummy's turnin' and I'm feelin' kinda home sick
Too much pressure and I'm nervous,
That's when the taxi man turned on the radio
And a Jay-Z song was on
And a Jay-Z song was on
And a Jay-Z song was on

So I put my hands up
They're playing my song,
The butterflies fly away
I'm noddin' my head like yeah
Movin' my hips like yeah
I got my hands up,
They're playin' my song
I know I'm gonna be OK
Yeah, it's a party in the USA
Yeah, it's a party in the USA

Get to the club in my taxi cab
Everybody's looking at me now
Like, "Who's that chick that's rockin' kicks?
She gotta be from out of town."

So hard with my girls not around me
It's definitely not a Nashville party
'Cause all I see are stilettos
I guess I never got the memo

My tummy's turnin' and I'm feelin' kinda home sick
Too much pressure and I'm nervous
That's when the DJ dropped my favorite tune
And a Britney song was on
And a Britney song was on
And a Britney song was on

Feel like hoppin' on a flight (on a flight)
Back to my hometown tonight (town tonight)
Something stops me every time (every time)
The DJ plays my song and I feel alright”
Noah Cyrus
I Burned L.A. Down Noah Cyrus is a singer-songwriter-actress from Nashville active since 2003. She's also the daughter of Billy Ray Cyrus and sister of Miley Cyrus. This country/pop heartbreak song was released in 2022.


"You left a hole in my chest
When you left
And my heart followed you out the door
And I stood and bled in the hall
Watched it all
And the mess that it left on the floor

If I gave you less
Would you want me more?
And you could’ve said anything at all

Ooo,
Embers in the dark
Can look just like shooting stars
To a bitter broken heart
Oh,
I wish I hadn’t burned this city down
Cause you didn’t care, no you didn’t care
Yeah, I burned L.A. down and you left me there
Oh , you left me there

I waste my breath on a prayer
You don’t care
I was never a part of your plan
You can’t make a god
Of somebody who’s not
Even half of a half-decent man

Ooo,
Embers in the dark
Can look just like shooting stars
To a bitter broken heart
Oh,
I wish I hadn’t burned this city down
Cause you didn’t care, no you didn’t care
Yeah, I burned L.A. down and you left me there
I burned this city down
Cause you didn’t care, no you didn’t care
Yeah, I burned L.A. down and you left me there

You left a hole in my chest
When you left
And my heart followed you out the door"
D
Gregory D & DJ Mannie Fresh
Buck Jump Time (Project Rap) Gregory Duvernay and Mannie Fresh are a New Orleans rapper and producer. This is a classic "New Orleans Bounce" track from 1989 that describes how tough New Orleans' projects are. Gregory D taunts West Coast Gangsta Rappers that they couldn't survive the Calliope. (He's not rapping about a steam organ or the Muse of poetry - Calliope here refers to a housing project in New Orleans that was known to be one of the most violent projects in the country before it was demolished in 2014.)


"....Listen to the rhymes back-to-back
That I wrote for the project rap
This rap is wild, a number one hit
When you ever heard a rapper bust like this?
Uptown, Third Ward, that Calliope
Melpomene, Magnolia, the home of dope
St. Thomas, Lafitte, the Iberville's hard
And that Seventh Ward St. Bernard
The Fischer from that one point five
Where the brothers at from that wild Desire?
Where the Floridas at? Y'all ready to roll?
Where that wild buck jumping going Hollygrove
Gert Town, Pigeon Town
Seabrook -- this whole city throws down
That Uzi Ward, jack rope and geese(?) symbolizes New Orleans East
Them brothers wild, they don't give you a chance
Jumped everybody at the St. Mary's dance
Brothers go to popping, you're running like stallions
Ahhh ahhh! Pop, he got your medallion
Remember St. Mary's dance? Please!
Brothers used to be hopping out of trees
Wild horde New Orleans lord
I heard they kicking colors in the St. Bernard

The point behind this whole rap
This city is cold as any other on the map
New York this, California that
Forget that talk, this is where it's at
They're talking bout California like it's so dope
Let me see Cali walk through the Calliope
The projects, Wards, all on time
New Orleans number one in this rhyme...."
Daddy Yankee & Katy Perry
(featuring Snow)
Con Calma Remix
This is a Spanglish reggaeton song released in Spring 2019 about a guy watching a girl shake her poom poom on the dance floor. It's a revision of Canadian rapper Snow's big number one hit from 1992 "Informer." It's also a remix of Daddy Yankee's original version of the song, adding Katy Perry and more tropical rap. After Despacito destroyed the pop charts, every English-speaking pop singer is now required by the industry to sing on Latin pop songs. Katy Perry does better than most. It's been 9 years since her smash hit "California Gurls" but she's still working that moniker here. Daddy Yankee is her Puerto Rican dream aka the guy who invented the name "reggaeton."

"[Katy Perry]
¿Cómo te llamas baby?
A little mezcal got me feelin' spicy
I know that we don't speak the same language
But I'm gonna let my body talk for me (Talk for me)
Hola me llamo Katy
A little mezcal got me feelin' naughty
I know that we don't speak the same language
So I'm gonna let my body talk for me (Talk for me)

[Daddy Yankee]
Con calma, yo quiero ver como ella lo menea
Mueve ese poom-poom, girl

Es un asesina, cuando baila quiere que to' el mundo la vea
I like your poom-poom, girl (Sube, sube)
Con calma, yo quiero ver como ella lo menea
Mueve ese poom-poom, girl
Tiene adrenalina, en medio 'e la pista, vente hazme lo que sea
I like your poom-poom, girl (¡Hey!)

[Katy Perry]
Dress up with my girls, on the hunt tonight
Got a feelin' Ima catch a wild one
I know that I'm not typically your type
But you never had this kind of stimulation
All eyes on my when I light up the room
You play the right vibe and my body will move
Easy baby, I see you're in the mood
Me too

Con calma
I see you're lovin' the way I work the floor now

I got the poom-poom, boy
You could be my Puerto Rican dream, I'll be your California gurl now
I got the poom-poom, boy
Con calma
I see you're lovin' the way I work the floor now
I got the poom-poom, boy
You could be my Puerto Rican dream, I'll be your California gurl now
I got the poom-poom, boy...."
"[Katy Perry]
What's your name baby?
A little mezcal got me feelin' spicy
I know that we don't speak the same language
But I'm gonna let my body talk to me (Talk to me)
Hello my name is Katy
A little mezcal got me feelin' naughty
I know that we don't speak the same language
So I'm gonna let my body talk to me (Talk to me

[Daddy Yankee]
Calmly, I want to see how she shakes it
Move that poom-poom, girl

She is a murderer, when she dances she wants the whole world to see her
I like your poom-poom, girl (Go up, go up)
Calmly, I want to see how she shakes it
Move that poom-poom, girl
It has adrenaline, in the middle of the track, come do whatever it takes to me
I like your poom-poom, girl (Hey!)

[Katy Perry]
Dress up with my girls, on the hunt tonight
Got a feelin' I'ma catch a wild one
I know that I'm not typically your type
But you never had this kind of stimulation
All eyes on me when I light up the room
You play the right vibe and my body will move
Easy baby, I see you're in the mood
me too

Calmly
I see you're loving the way I work the floor now

I got the poom-poom, boy
You could be my Puerto Rican dream, I'll be your California gurl now
I got the poom-poom, boy
Calmly
I see you're loving the way I work the floor now
I got the poom-poom, boy
You could be my Puerto Rican dream, I'll be your California gurl now
I got the poom-poom, boy...."
Daisy the Great x AJR
Record Player Daisy the Great is an indie pop band from New York City, active since 2016, led by two women. AJR is an indie pop trio formed in New York City in 2005 by three brothers. This is a reworked version of Daisy the Great's "The Record Player Song" with AJR added into the mix to make it even more catchy and upbeat, released in 2021. In one verse, the AJR singer mentions heading out to Monterey to throw his phone into the waves to improve his life. What a great idea! we should all do that.. You first...


"I've got a record player that was made in 2014
Dyed my hair blue, it came out a seasick sort of green
I like vintage dresses when they fall just below my knees
I pretend I scraped them climbing in the trees

I've got a record player that was made in 2014
Dyed my hair blue, it came out a seasick sort of green
I like vintage dresses when they fall just below my knees
I pretend I scraped them climbing in the trees

I'm in an elevator, it's goin' down, down, down
I spent forever with my feet on the ground
But not now (not now)
'Cause I don't wanna do the wrong thing
Guess I gotta go and get famous for doin' nothing

Da-da-da-da-da
Crack a smile, crack a smile
Da-da-da-da-da
Stay a while, stay a while
Da-da-da-da-da
Am I holdin' for applause?
Is it gone? (Gone) Is this on?

I've got a record player that was made in 2014
Dyed my hair blue, it came out a seasick sort of green
I like vintage dresses when they fall just below my knees
I pretend I scraped them climbing in the trees

I've got a record player that was made in 2014
Dyed my hair blue, it came out a seasick sort of green
I like vintage dresses when they fall just below my knees
I pretend I scraped them climbing in the trees

I'm in the simulator, I'm doin' a-okay
But every day is just rewind and replay
Not today (ah)
I'll head out to Monterey
Throw my phone into the waves
Can you see it in my eyes? Am I finally awake?

Da-da-da-da-da
Crack a smile, crack a smile (da-da-da-da-da)
Stay a while, stay a while (da-da-da-da-da)
I think the best is yet to come
So drink up and good luck

I've got a record player that was made in 2014
Dyed my hair blue, it came out a seasick sort of green
I like vintage dresses when they fall just below my knees
I pretend I scraped them climbing in the trees

I've got a record player that was made in 2014
Dyed my hair blue, it came out a seasick sort of green
I like vintage dresses when they fall just below my knees
I pretend I scraped them climbing in the trees
Sometimes I think all I'm ever doin' is
Tryin' to convince myself I'm alive
Sometimes I think all I'm ever doin' is
Tryin' to convince myself I'm climbing in the trees"
Danny
Adiˇs California
Danny is Danny Sawyer, aka the 90's kid (nino de los 90: Danny) a singer from Spain who says on Tumblr "My dream is leaving Spain and settling myself somewhere in California...." Then he can leave and the song will be autobiographical... This is from his demo EP "Schizophonic" released in 2019.


"Mi lugar favorito eras tú
Me perdí en tu californiano mar azul
Donde siempre me solía refugiar
Paraíso alterno a esta realidad

Me pusiste entre la espada y la pared
Y ahora te extraña que desee desaparecer
Pero me has dejado sin más opción
No tengo otra alternativa, he de decirte adiós

California
Me voy de aquí
Me has dejado ir
Para no volver

California
Me voy sin ti
No pude elegir
Te añoraré

Me voy de California
California
California
California
Lejos de ti

California se empezó a quemar
Incendiando el paraíso en el que pensé acabar
Hice lo posible por permanecer
Pero tuve que huir, no quería arder


Lo que hiciste no lo puedes deshacer
Te has quedado toda mi felicidad
Me mantuviste secuestrado
Pero el karma ya ha pagado mi libertad

Pensaste que no me iría así
No me pude quedar
No creas que no duele no volverte a ver sonreír p
ero

California
Me voy de aquí
Me has dejado ir
Para no volver

California
Me voy sin ti
No pude elegir
Te añoraré

Me voy de California
California
California
California
Lejos de ti

California
Me voy de aquí
Me has dejado ir
Para no volver

California
Me voy sin ti
No pude elegir
Te añoraré

Me voy de California
California
California
California
Me voy de California
California
California
California
California
California
Mi California
Te digo adiós
En busca de un lugar mejor"
"My favorite place was you
I got lost in your Californian blue sea
Where I always used to take refuge
Alternate paradise to this reality

You put me between a rock and a hard place
And now it surprises you that I want to disappear
But you've left me with no choice
I have no other alternative, I have to say goodbye

California
I'm out of here
You have let me go
Never to return

California
I'm leaving without you
I couldn't choose
I will miss you

I'm leaving California
California
California
California
Away from you

California started to burn
Burning down the paradise in which I thought I would end up
I did my best to stay
But I had to run away, I didn't want to burn

What you did you can't undo
You have kept all my happiness
You held me hostage
But karma has already paid for my freedom

You thought that I would not go like this
I couldn't stay
Don't think it doesn't hurt not to see you smile again but

California
I'm out of here
you have let me go
Never to return

California
I'm leaving without you
I couldn't choose
I will miss you

I'm leaving California
California
California
California
Away from you

California
I'm out of here
you have let me go
Never to return

California
I'm leaving without you
I couldn't choose
I will miss you

I'm leaving California
California
California
California
I'm leaving California
California
California
California
California
California
My California
I say goodbye
Looking for a better place"
Daughter of Swords
Gem Daughter of Swords is a side project of Alexandra Sauser-Monnig of the indie folk trio Mountain Man. This song is from the 2019 debut album "Dawnbreaker"


"On the edge of the world
Out in the night, darkness
On a path of dusty brush and eucalyptus
There's tall grass moving in the wind
On the edge of a cliff over water
I could die in

The sun's hanging low over the ocean
Sand in my hair
Cool sand under my feet
Pink clouds and the moon coming out
To join me and the heart beat rhythm of your gold soul, beating

California, Carolina
It's a dry summer again
I miss you over me
Rain falling, soft and warm in bed

High-beams sweep around edge of the mountain
Etching out in light some line of the hills
Wrapped up with a blanket around
Waves on the rocks below
You were my abalone boy
The heart beat rhythm of your gold soul
Beating
No

California, Carolina
It's a dry summer again
I miss you over me
Rain falling, soft and warm in bed
They were legend
Ooh, oh, oh, oh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, oh, oh, oh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh, ooh"
Betty Davis
Hangin' Out in Hollywood No, not the movie star - this is a different Betty Davis - a singer-songwriter-model from North Carolina known for her controversial sexual lyrics and performance style, and for introducing her husband Miles Davis to some of the psychedelic rock and funk that influenced his music. This funky song is from "Crashin' From Passion" released in 1995.

"Things are lookin' good
Hangin' out in Hollywood
I just met me a movie star
Ridin' round in a Rolls Royce car
I'm drinkin' Dom Perignon all day
Please pass the beluga tray
... nothing but the movie scene
Something funny like Cleo the queen
I am swangin' so good
Hangin' out in Hollywood
I just met me a movie star
Flyin' high in a Ferrari car

Hangin' out in Hollywood
Swingin' and swingin'
Hangin' out in Hollywood
...
...she's a feelin' fine
Gettin' down in Tinseltown
A party here and a playin' there
We're goin' big Mr. Beatty find me somethin' to wear
Sugar daddy I am lookin' so good
Hangin' out in Hollywood
I just met me a movie star
...down in a Mercedes car...

I am so bad
I'm hangin' out in Hollywood
Swingin'...
I'm hangin' out in Hollywood
...
I just met me a movie star
Sneaking out in a little red car
Hangin' out in Hollywood
Hangin' out in Hollywood"
Johnny 'Scat' Davis and Frances Langford
Hooray For Hollywood This is the classic and campy song from the 1937 film "Hollywood Hotel" directed by the always amazing Busby Berkeley. It was sung by Johnny 'Scat' Davis and Frances Langford on the film soundtrack and was later covered by many other singers and orchestras including Benny Goodman and Orchestra, Doris Day, Sammy Davis Jr., Johnny Mercer, Rosemary Clooney, and even Nancy Sinatra.


"Hooray for Hollywood
That screwy ballyhooey Hollywood
Where any office boy or young mechanic can be a panic
With just a good looking pan
And any barmaid can be a star maid
If she dances with or without a fan

Hooray for Hollywood,
Where you're terrific if you're even good
Where anyone at all from Shirley Temple to Aimee Semple
Is equally understood
Go out and try your luck, you might be Donald Duck
Hooray for Hollywood

Hooray for Hollywood
That phoney super-Coney Hollywood
They come from Chillicothes and Paducas with their bazookas
To get their names up in lights
All armed with photos from local rotos
With their hair in ribbon and legs in tights

Hooray for Hollywood
You may be homely in your neighbourhood
But if you think that you can be an actor, see Mr. Factor
He'll make a monkey look good
Within a half an hour you'll look like Tyrone Power
Hooray for Hollywood"


Alternate lyrics from later versions of the song update some of the star names:

"Hooray for Hollywood
That screwy ballyhooey Hollywood
Where any office boy or young mechanic can be a panic
With just a good looking pan
And any shop girl can be a top girl
If she pleases Mister Businessman

Hooray for Hollywood
Where you're terrific, if you're even good
Where anyone at all from TV's Lassie to Monroe's chassis
Is equally understood
Go out and try your luck, you might be Donald Duck
Hooray for Hollywood"
Dawes
Time Spent in Los Angeles Dawes is a folk rock band formed in Los Angeles in 2009. This is from the album "Nothing Is Wrong" released in 2011.


"These days my friends don't seem to know me
Without my suitcase in my hand
Where I am standing still
I seem to disappear
But maybe that's how I found you
Maybe that's taught me exactly what I want
Maybe meeting you so far away from home
Is what makes it all so clear

But you got that special kind of sadness
You got that tragic set of charms
That only comes from time spent in Los Angeles
Makes me wanna wrap you in my arms

When people ask me where I come from
To see what that says about man
I only end up giving bad directions
That never lead them there at all
It's something written in the head lights
Is something swimming in my drink
And if I were the moon
It would be exactly where I fall

Cause you got that special kind of sadness
You got that tragic set of charms
That only comes from time spent in Los Angeles
Makes me wanna wrap you in my arms

I used to think someone would love me
For places I have been
And the dirt I have been gathering
Deep beneath my nails
But now I know what I've been missing
And I'm going home to make it mine
And I'll be battening the hatches and pulling in the sails.

But you got that special kind of sadness
You got that tragic set of charms

That only comes from time spent in Los Angeles
Makes me wanna wrap you in my arms

That only comes from time spent in Los Angeles
Makes me wanna wrap you in my arms"
Dead Kennedys
California Uber Alles Dead Kennedys are a punk band formed in San Francisco in 1978. This was the debut single from the band, released in 1979. The title is a riff on the German national anthem as sung by the Nazis "Deutschland uber alles" or "Germany above everything" and a criticism of Governor Jerry Brown, who was Governor of the state from 1975-1983, and later from 2011-2019.

The band has recorded several versions of the song, and Biafra revised it in 1985 to satirize former California Governor Ronald Reagan, then President Reagan, in "We've Got a Bigger Problem Now." He later revised it again with the Melvins in 2004 to satirize California Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger on "Kalifornia Uber Alles, 21st Century." The original song has also been covered by many other artists, including Disposable Heroes Of Hiphoprisy.

Watching the Dead Kennedys play songs like this at the Mabuhay club in San Francisco was one of the highlights of the 1970s & 80s San Franisco punk scene for me. But since then Jerry Brown became the Governor of California once again in 2011 for two more terms with very high approval ratings from the press and the people, while the credibility of the Dead Kennedys took a pie in the face after lead singer Jello Biafra was convicted for cheating the rest of the band out of their royalties. He then accused the rest of the band of stealing his songs and selling them for use in video games. Maybe the song should have been called "Money Uber Alles." Fortunately for the fans, the band's punk anthems live on for us to enjoy regardless of the controversy.


"I am Governor Jerry Brown
My aura smiles
And never frowns
Soon I will be president
Carter Power will soon go away
I will be Fuhrer one day
I will command all of you
Your kids will meditate in school!
Your kids will meditate in school!

California Uber Alles
California Uber Alles
Uber Alles California
Uber Alles California

Zen fascists will control you
Hundred percent natural
You will jog for the master race
And always wear the happy face
Close your eyes, can't happen here
Big Bro' on white horse is near
The hippies won't come back, you say
Mellow out or you will pay
Mellow out or you will pay

California Uber Alles
California Uber Alles
Uber Alles California
Uber Alles California

Now it is nineteen eighty-four
Knock-knock at your front door
It's the suede denim secret police
They have come for your uncool niece

Come quietly to the camp
You'd look nice as a drawstring lamp
Don't you worry, it's only a shower
For your clothes, here's a pretty flower

Die on organic poison gas
Serpent's egg's already hatched
You will croak, you little clown
When you mess with President Brown
When you mess with President Brown

California Uber Alles
California Uber Alles
Uber Alles California
Uber Alles California"
Dead Kennedys
Moon Over Marin This is from the DK's second album "Plastic Surgery Disasters" released in 1982. Marin is the county north of the San Francisco Bay. When this song was written, only the rich could afford to live there. Now, of course, that's the entire S.F. Bay Area and much of the state.


"The crowded future stings my eyes
I still find time to exercise
In uniform with two white stripes

Unlock my section of the sand
It's fenced off to the water's edge
I clamp a gasmask on my head

On my beach at night
Bathe in my moonlight

Another tanker's hit the rocks
Abandoned to spill out its guts
The sand is laced with sticky glops

O' Shimmering moonlight sheen upon
The waves and water clogged with oil
White gases steam up from the soil

On my beach at night
Bathe in my moonlight

I squash dead fish between my toes
Try not to step on any bones
I turn around and I go home

I slip back through my basement door
Switch off all that I own below
Dive in my scalding wooden tub

My own beach at night
Electric Moonlight

There will always be a moon
Over Marin"
Dead Kennedys
We've Got a Bigger Problem Now "California Uber Alles," the 1979 song about California Governor Jerry Brown, is updated here for the President Reagan era. (Reagan was also Governor of California from 1967-1975, just beforeJerry Brown.) Biafra whip pans back and forth from a sleazy lounge singer to an angry punk in this 1985 evisceration of the Reagan regime from the band's "In God We Trust, Inc." EP.


"Last call for alcohol.
Last call for your freedom of speech.
Drink up. Happy hour is now enforced by law.
Don't forget our house special, it's called a Trickie Dickie Screwdriver.
It's got one part Jack Daniels, two parts purple Kool-Aid,
and a jigger of formaldehyde
from the jar with Hitler's brain in it we got in the back storeroom.
Happy trails to you.
Happy trails to you.

I am Emperor Ronald Reagan
Born again with fascist cravings
Still, you made me president

Human rights will soon go 'way
I am now your Shah today
Now I command all of you
Now you're going to pray in school
I'll make sure they're Christian too

California Uber alles
California Uber alles
Uber alles California
Uber alles California

Ku Klux Klan will control you
Still you think it's natural
N****r knockin' for the master race
Still you wear the happy face

You closed your eyes, can't happen here
Alexander Haig is near
Vietnam won't come back you say
Join the army or you will pay
Join the army or you will pay

California Uber alles
California Uber alles
Uber alles California
Uber alles California

Yeah, that's it. Just relax.
Have another drink,
few more pretzels,
little more MSG.
Turn on those Dallas Cowboys on your TV.
Lock your doors. Close your mind.
It's time for the two-minute warning.

Welcome to 1984
Are you ready for the third world war?!?
You too will meet the secret police
They'll draft you and they'll jail your niece

You'll go quitely to boot camp
They'll shoot you dead, make you a man
Don't you worry, it's for a cause
Feeding global corporations' claws

Die on our brand new poison gas
El Salvador or Afghanistan
Making money for President Reagan
Making money for President Reagan
And all the friends of President Reagan

California Uber alles
California Uber alles
Uber alles California
Uber alles California"
The Dead Milkmen
Punk Rock Girl The Dead Milkmen are a punk rock band from Philadelphia active since 1983. This silly pop punk classic is from their fourth album "Beelzebubba" released in 1988. It's probably their biggest hit and was played a lot on MTV when it was released. It's a Philadelphia song that mentions several locations in that city including Zipperhead a counterculture clothing store. The songwriter describes the singer as a "middle-of-the-road kid" who is not interested in punk music only in having a punk rock girlfriend so he can "walk on the wild side." He's just the kind of kid who would buy punk clothes at a counterculture clothing store, who would think that harassing a waitress was anarchy, and who would probably not know that the Beach Boy's 1986 version of "California Dreaming" is not the original version of the song. Extra credit for putting an accordion in the song and for the great bad guitar solo.


""One Saturday I took a walk to Zipperhead
I met a girl there and she almost knocked me dead
(Punk rock girl)
Please look at me
(Punk rock girl)
What do you see?
Let's travel round the world
Just you and me punk rock girl

I tapped her on the shoulder
And said do you have a beau?
She looked at me and smiled
And said she did not know
(Punk rock girl)
Give me a chance
(Punk rock girl)
Let's go slam dance
We'll dress like Minnie Pearl
Just you and me punk rock girl

We went to the Philly Pizza Company
And ordered some hot tea
The waitress said
'Well no we only have it iced'
So we jumped up on the table
And shouted "anarchy"
And someone played a Beach Boys song
On the jukebox
It was "California Dreamin'"
So we started screaming
"On such a winter's day"

She took me to her parents'
For a Sunday meal
Her father took one look at me
And he began to squeal
(Punk rock girl)
It makes no sense
(Punk rock girl)
Your dad is a Vice President
Rich as the Duke of Earl
Yeah, you're for me punk rock girl

We went to a shopping mall
And laughed at all the shoppers
And security guards trailed us
To a record shop
We asked for Mojo Nixon
They said "He don't work here"
We said "If you don't got Mojo Nixon
Then your store could use some fixin'"

We got into a car
Away we started rollin'
I said "How much you pay for this?"
She said "Nothing man, it's stolen"
(Punk rock girl)
You look so wild
(Punk rock girl)
Let's have a child
We'll name her Minnie Pearl
Just you and me
Eating fudge banana swirl
Just you and me
We'll travel round the world
Just you and me punk rock girl""
Death Cab For Cutie
Bixby Canyon Bridge Death Cab For Cutie is an Indie rock band from Bellingham Washington. This song from 2007 is about that very tall scenic cement bridge over a cnayon next to the ocean on highway one near Big Sur that you've seen frequently in movies, TV shows, and commercials. Jack Keroac spent some time in Big Sur and wrote a book named after the area and this song is supposed to be about him.



"I descended a dusty gravel ridge
Beneath the Bixby Canyon Bridge
Until I eventually arrived
At the place where your soul had died

Barefoot in the shallow creek
I grab some stones from underneath
And waited for you to speak to me

In the silence it became so very clear
That you had long ago disappeared
And I cursed myself for being surprised
That this didn't play like it did in my mind

All the way from San Francisco
As I chased the end of your rope
'Cause I've still got miles to go"
Death Cab For Cutie
El Dorado Singer Ben Gibbard's ex-wife is Zoey Deschanel who found her personal "El Dorado" starring in a TV series "The New Girl," filmed in Culver City.


"Seems you finally found, finally found El Dorado
Over in Culver City, shining bright, name in lights

And I tried to be kind for you
Oh I'm trying to be kind for you

It's kinda like a party that you never wanted to attend
But when an invitation finally arrives you change your mind

And I tried to be kind for you
Oh I'm trying to be kind for you
As you slip away behind the gates
Behind the gates

Seems you finally found, finally found El Dorado
So why does it feel underwhelming there be real

And I tried to be kind for you
Oh I'm trying to be kind for you
As you slip away behind the gates
Behind the gates

El Dorado
El Dorado
El Dorado
El Dorado"
Death Cab For Cutie
Ghosts of Beverly Drive This is a single from the band's 2015 album "Kintsugi" which was nominated for a Grammy and seems to have a number of songs that deal with L.A. Kintsugi is the Japanese art of repairing pottery with gold so that the breaks become a part of the design instead of being hidden. It's a pretty good metaphor for how to get over the failed relationship the singer sings about, and as the song's writer/singer Ben Gibbard did after his divorce and move away from L.A. (Beverly Drive is a street in Beverly Hills.)


"If only you'd had known me
before the accident
For with that grand collision
came a grave consequence

Receptors overloaded
They burst and disconnect
Til' there was little feeling
Please work with what is left

Oh, I need not be flattered
that you've never been here before
So there's no need to mention
that you've no firsts anymore

But if you let me be your skyline
I'll let you be the wave
That reduces me to rubble
That looked safe from far away
I don't know why, I don't know why
I return to the scenes of these crimes
Where the hedgerows slowly wind
through the ghosts of Beverly Drive...."
Death Cab For Cutie
Grapevine Fires This 2008 release is from the album Narrow Stairs. The band is from northwest Washington State, and there are bad forest fires in that state also, but it seems to be inspired by the terrible fires in California in 2007 (including one at Gorman in the Tejon Pass - aka "The Grapevine.") The fires seem to be a metaphor for death and change and renewal that the singer welcomes with optimism as he watches his daughter laughing and dancing through a graveyard while everthing burns.


"When the wind picked up, the fire spread
And the Grapevine seemed left for dead
And the northern sky looked like the end of days
The end of days

The wake up call to a rented room
Sounded like an alarm of impending doom
To warn us it's only a matter of time
Before we all burn
Before we all burn
Before we all burn
Before we all burn

We bought some wine and some paper cups
Near your daughter's school when we picked her up
And drove to a cemetery on a hill
On a hill

And we watched the plumes paint the sky gray
As she laughed and danced through the field of graves
And there I knew it would be alright
That everything would be alright
Would be alright
Would be alright
Would be alright

And the news reports, on the radio
Said it was getting worse
As the ocean air fanned the flames
But I couldn't think of anywhere I would have rather been
To watch it all burn away
To burn away

The firemen worked in double shifts
With prayers for rain on their lips
And they knew it was only a matter of time"
Death Cab For Cutie
Why You'd Want to Live Here Another anti-L.A. song from 2001 by the Bellingham indie rockers.


"I'm in Los Angeles today...
Garbage cans comprise the medians of freeways always creaping
Even when the population's sleeping.

And I can't see why you'd want to live here.
...    ...    ...    ...    ...

The vessel keeps pumping us through this zentropic place
In the belly of the beast that is Californ-i-a,
I drank from a faucet and I kept my receipts
For when the weigh me on my way out
(Here nothing is free).
The greyhounds keep coming
Dumping locusts into the street
Until the gutters overflow
And Los Angeles thinks,
'I might explode someday soon.'

It's a lovely summer's day
And I can almost see a skyline through a thickening shroud of egos.
(Is this the City of Angeles or demons?)
Here the names are what remain...
Stars encapsulate the gold lame
And they need constant cleaning for when the tourists begin salivating.

You can't swim in a town this shallow - you will most assuredly drown tomorrow."
The Decemberists
California One/Youth and Beauty Brigade The Decemberists are an American indie folk band from Portland Oregon. This is a 2003 song about the coast highway, highway 1.


"Take a long drive with me
On California one, California one
...
We're lining up the light-loafer'd
And the bored bench warmers
Castaways and cutouts, fill it up
Come join the youth and beauty brigade
Nothing will stand in our way"
The Decemberists
Calamity Song A 2011 tune that channels the upbeat jangly guitars of 1980s REM (literally - because Peter Buck is playing guitar on this.) There's not much really about California, just the stereotypical end-of-the-world view of the state destroyed by an earthquake, but it's still a great song.


"Had a dream
You and me and the war at the end times
And I believe
California succumbed to the fault line
We heaved relief
As scores of innocents died

And the Andalusian tribes
Setting the lay of Nebraska alight
'Til all the remains is the arms of the angel

Hetty Green
Queen of supply-side bonhomie bone-drab
If you know what I mean
On the road
It's well-advised to follow your own path
In the year of the chewable Ambien tab

And the Panamanian child
Stands at the Dowager Empress's side
And all the remains is the arms of the angel
And all the remains is the arms of the angels

And you've receded into loam
And they're picking at your bones
Will call cold
We'll come home

Quiet now
Will we gather to conjure the rain down
Will we now
Build a civilization below ground
And I'll be crowned
The community kicked it around

And the Andalusian tribes
Setting the lay of Nebraska alight
'Til all the remains is the arms of the angel
'Til all the remains is the arms of the angels"
The Decemberists
Grace Cathedral Hill This is from the album "Castaways and Cutouts" released in 2002. Grace Cathedral is a large gothic-style church on Nob Hill in San Francisco.


"Grace Cathedral hill
All wrapped in bones of setting sun
All dust and stone and moribund
I paid twenty-five cents to light
A little white candle

For a New Year's Day
I sat and watched it burn away
Then turned and weaved
Through slow decay
We were both a little hungry
So we went to get a hot dog

Down the Hyde Street Pier
The light was slight and disappeared
The air it stunk of fish and beer
We heard a Superman trumpet
Play the National Anthem

And the world may be long for you
But he'll never belong to you
But on a motorbike
When all the city lights
Blind your eyes tonight
Are you feeling better now?
Are you feeling better now?
Are you feeling better now?

Some way to greet the year
Your eyes all bright and
Brimmed with tears
The pilgrims, pills and tourists here
All sing "fifty-three bucks to buy
A brand new halo"

I'm sweet on a green-eyed girl
All fiery Irish clip and curl
All brine and piss and vinegar
I paid twenty-five cents to light
A little white candle

And the world may be long for you
But he'll never belong to you
But on a motorbike
When all the city lights
Blind your eyes tonight
Are you feeling better now?
Are you feeling better now?
Are you feeling better now?"
The Decemberists
Los Angeles, I'm Yours This song is from the band's second album "Her Majesty the Decemberists" released in 2003.


"There is a city by the sea
A gentle company
I don't suppose you want to
And as it tells its sorry tale
In harrowing detail
Its hollowness will haunt you
Its streets and boulevards
Orphans and oligarchs it hears
A plaintive melody
Truncated symphony
An ocean's garbled vomit on the shore,
Los Angeles, I'm yours

Oh ladies, pleasant and demure
Sallow-cheeked and sure
I can see your undies
And all the boys you drag about
An empty fellow found
From Saturdays to Mondays
You hill and valley crowd
Hanging your trousers down at heel
This is the realest thing
As ancient choirs sing
A dozen blushing cherubs wheel above
Los Angeles I love

Oh what a rush of ripe elan
Languor on divans
Dalliant and dainty
But oh, the smell of burnt cocaine
The dolor and decay
It only makes me cranky
Oh great calamity,
Ditch of iniquity and tears
How I abhor this place
Its sweet and bitter taste
Has left me wretched, retching on all fours
Los Angeles, I'm yours"
Delinquent Habits (featuring Sen Dog)
California Delinquent Habits is a hip hop group formed in Norwalk, CA in 1991. Sen Dog is a Cuban-born rapper from South Gate, CA, active since 1986, best known as a member of Cypress Hill. This is from the album "It Could Be Round Two" released in 2017. In case you don't know, "Hub City" is another name for Compton.


"Checkin' in from the left coast where we take sound
That combines sunshine with rhyme and move around
We take it slow, watch the smoke we blow
Bringing California swing in this thing fa sho
Well hey there babydoll dance the go-go
Off a little mentally I see it in slow mo
Hollywood the East side, Hub City and 'Frisco
Calles to the playa, fiyas up in the disco
Wooh oh woh now here we go
Mira Delinquentes bum rush the show

Aqui in Cali where trees so sweet
And these habits is feeling irie on this Ruck P beat
And on summer nights we use our feet
Keeping in mind the danger walking on these L.A. streets
So with eyes that reflect as the waves hit shore
Through the smoke of the green you seen burn next door
And the birds sing but they don't tell the truth no more
And the night's hot, so truth is, better lock your door

(From California)
Days is hot nights get hotter
Fathers better watch your daughters
(From California)
Days get longer nights get shorter
Remember the police got quotas
(From California)
City of Angels
Here even angels watch the angles
Living in (California)
Showing nothing but love
Bringing peace 'till the push turns shove

Now you can bury me out in the back
El Californio
Right beside a cactus plant
Damn right sporting some corn rolls
I be the vato with the bomb ass green from the left coast
Seny Sosa out here living fresco
All is good from the ready and a set go
But if you illin' I'm dropping that left bro
South Gate, California what it's all about homies
From the hill is who I'm shouting out
We all O.G.'s Veteranos
Putting work in for a chingo de años
And it don't ease up or slow down
Still getting money when we come around
You know what's up
We delincuente
Twenty five years I been familia with these gente
Check me out on they new LP
Tequila and shots and the jet fuel trees
Ragtop down on a '63
Glock 17 and the ocean breeze

(From California)
Days is hot nights get hotter
Fathers better watch your daughters
(From California)
Days get longer nights get shorter
Remember the police got quotas
(From California)
City of Angels
Here even angels watch the angles
Living in (California)
Showing nothing but love
Bringing peace 'till the push turns shove

These days the sea shore
I see a little bit more
But I still love botella reflections plus more
I love breeze, long laughs, guitar chords, old blues, reggae too
Click clack of skate boards
What's that that's making me feel this hardcore
From the land with the hip hop that y'all gon' starve for
Bob your head so hard you'll wreck your car for
I like money, but your love and respect is far more

Asi lo es sur Califa te aplacan a prisa
Saliendo de la barra o saliendo de misa
Put'em down no frown, deja ver la sonrisa
No beef in the party but I'm killing the pista
From the underground so I'm turning the milpa
Re-ignite the whole scene cause I'm bringing the chispa
Been around the world pero aqui mero rifa
Deeply rooted right here tu sabes en Califa

(From California)
Days is hot nights get hotter
Fathers better watch your daughters
(From California)
Days get longer nights get shorter
Remember the police got quotas
(From California)
City of Angels
Here even angels watch the angles
Living in (California)
Showing nothing but love
Bringing peace 'till the push turns shove
(From California)
(From California)
(From California)
(From California)"
Delinquent Habits
This is L.A. This is a hip hop track in the great late '90s style from the album "Here Come the Horns" released in 1997.


"It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans
It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans
It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans
It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans

It's time to mount an enormous amount of muscle
Move in like fifth batallion while woofers gonna bring trouble
Que quieres a mia moving to make me a little somethin'
Won't catch me chasin' the dragon, adrenalin got me pumpin'
Stop take a breath my thoughts
Release defenses and check senses
Pull jacks in dope spots
Puff boom mutha****a I swerve and hit the center
Hit it silver star style while others afraid to enter
Bravery in the battle homes I ain't no doubt
We stand alone usually we left the third click out
That's why we moved on when mental spirits was gettin' broken
By some leech mutha****as best kill em because we chokin'
Send a heat seeker to take a section of the industry
Not paranoia you really think they feelin' me?
I cut they fingers from hands and cut they hands from wrists s**t
Light another joint time to get lit

It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans
It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans
It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans
It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans
It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans
It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans
It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans
It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans

Now everybody checkin' the lingo you know I bringo
(Strong arm tactics) represento fresco raw through the weso
Y digo trucha con tu susa cuando entro con el latin lingo
Collecting masa across the map like Desperado steelo
Now you can bust and I can bust but
Who got that gold in they clutch?
And I'm tremendo cuando prendo lenos down to the crutch
So if we hittin' la botella then let's gulp it all down
And if we hittin' yerba buena then let's smoke the whole pound
The LowerEast is back up in this muthakilla for realla
Los Delinquentes rifan todo Sur Califa I figure
No need for hand on trigga
If they bigga break them down like [?]
My DNA is everlasting

It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans
It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans
It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans
It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans
It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans
It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans
It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans
It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans"
Deliverance
Leaving L.A. Deliverance was a pop rock band formed in Germany in 1974 by three Canadian musicians and disbanded in 1981. This song, from their album "Tightrope", released in 1979, was a minor hit for the band but not quite making the top 40.


"A child can dream, but man must always remember
Drives into the cold of December
World is bittersweet, just painful perfection
And who, who can forget the memory?

Fade away, leaving L.A.
Tomorrow's waiting, memory's fading
Take me away; don't wanna stay
Must a man always remember?

A child can hope, but a man is always waiting,
Waiting for the rains of next November
World is bittersweet, just cruel cursing
And who, who can forget the memory?

Fade away, leaving L.A.
Tomorrow's waiting, memory's fading
Take me away; don't wanna stay
Must a man always remember?

Fade away, leaving L.A.
Tomorrow's waiting, memory's fading
Take me away; don't wanna stay
Must a man always remember?...."
The Delta Saints
California The Delta Saints is a rock band from Nashville, active since 2007. This song is from their album "Monte Vista" released in 2017.


"Hello
Glad to see you made it
Calling we've been waiting
Around for a while
The sun
How'd you get the number
Trying to find the answer
We got corners to hide

What do you say we get out of here
'Cause we can't stay
Load up a bag and kiss your mama on the way
Pack up the pills and pray
Pointing west and shaking loose
'Cause all we got is there to lose
The sun is blessed and we are too

The road
Miles into morning
Left without a warning
We can sleep in the sand
Come on
Just a little longer
Feet are getting stronger
Keep it open and dry

What do you say we get out of here
'Cause we can't stay
Load up a car and let your mind just slip away
Califor-ni-ay
Pointing west and shaking loose
'Cause all we got is there to lose
The sun is blessed and we are too

So take a breath and breathe in too
The afterglow of all you knew
Pointing west and shaking loose

What do you say we get out of here
'Cause we can't stay
Load up your car and let your mind just slip away
To Califor-ni-ay
Pointing west and shaking loose
'Cause all we got is there to lose
The sun is blessed and we are too
So take a breath and breathe in too
The afterglow of all you knew
Pointing west and shaking loose"
Delta Spirit
California An Indie Pop break-up or maybe unrequited love song from 2012 from a band formed in San Diego that has been labeled Indie Rock, Americana, and Soul.


"I want you to move to California for yourself,
I want you to find whatever your heart needs,
I want you to move to California for yourself, but not for me

I want you to go out there and find somebody else,
I want him to treat you like I know he should,
I want you to find somebody new for yourself, if not for me.

all of the feelings that I know you never felt,
and all of the simple words you never said,
I want you to keep them like a secret to yourself, they’re not for me.

I want you to wander silent past my outstretched arms,
I want you to hide yourself from all I see,
and though my heart will fight until its dying breath, you’re not for me."
The Demonics
California Nightmare Luckymule.com describes the Demonics, formed in San Francisco in 1994, as "...a 3 piece California Drag punk band that mix 1 part Ramones, 1 part Beach Boys and a good dose of Motorhead." This song is from their album "Ritual On The Beach" released in 2002. I couldn't quite make out all the lyrics, but it's a nice to hear the flip side of all of the California Dreaming songs.


"The other night I had a vision in my dreams
A sunny beach on summer's day
I saw a beautiful rendition of the past
A city kissed by golden rays

Then a thief in the night
Stole my dream and now I'm so scared
Cold sweats and fever ? my sleep
Is this the dawning of despair
Or just a California nightmare
California nightmare
California
nightmare
California
My little dream is running scared

Displays of long ago distorting in my head
Endless waves and surfer girls
Give way to modernize confusion and unrest
And ? brave new world

Now I find better times
Drifting slowly out to nowhere
Caught in the ever changing tide
Headed out to god knows where

This is a California nightmare
California nightmare
California nightmare
California
This is the dawning of despair

I had a dream a fallen angel spoke to me
Her trembling voice was clear as day
Amid the ruins of your California dream
The dream is all that's left to save

Now I find better times
Drifting slowly out to nowhere
Caught in the ever changing tide
Is this the dawning of despair
Or just a California nightmare
California nightmare
California nightmare
California
Your little dream is running scared"
Jason Derulo
(feat. Nicki Minaj & Ty Dolla $ign)
Swalla Jason Derulo is a very successful American singer, songwriter, and dancer. This is a rap pop song from early 2017 that features two rappers - Nicki Minaj and Ty Dolla $ign who gives a shout out to a girl in Beverly Hills who wears red bottom heels. (Rappers like rapping about red bottom heels almost as much as they like rapping about Grey Poupon and Cristal.) The song starts with an ice cream truck jingle, but I'm pretty sure they're not rapping about sucking on popsicles....


“Love in a thousand different flavors
I wish that I could taste them all tonight
No, I ain't got no dinner plans
So you should bring all your friends
I swear that to all y'all my type

All you girls in here, if you're feeling thirsty
Come on take a sip 'cause you know what I'm servin', ooh

Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swalla-la-la (drank)
Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swalla-la-la
Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swalla-la-la (drank)
Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swalla-la-la
Freaky, freaky gyal
My freaky, freaky gyal

Shimmy shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yah
Bad girls gon' swalla-la-la
Bust down on my wrist in this b**ch
My pinky-ring bigger than his
Met her out in Beverly Hills, ay
Dolla got too many girls, ay
Met her out in Beverly Hills
All she wear is red bottom heels
When she back it up, put it on the Snap
When she droppin' low, put it on the Gram
DJ poppin', she gon' swallow that
Champagne poppin', she gon' swallow that….”
The Descendents
Catalina The Descendents are a punk rock band formed in 1977 in Manhattan Beach. They were a big part of the L.A. hardcore punk scene in the 1970s and 1980s. This song is from their first album "Milo Goes to College" released in 1982. The singer must have a pretty nice boat if he plans to take it all the way to Catalina Island. That's 26 miles across the sea, according to The Four Preps song.


"My room's a mess, I don't care
Tired of sitting at my desk
You can't bother me
Man, I'm far away from you
Got to get away
You can't ruin my day
You can't tell me what to do
You can't make me think I love you

Shoot it in your arm, you can't hurt me
I'm on my way to Catalina
I'm not going to read your books
My tank's full of squid
And it's getting light

Whores, you can't make me want
I got all the fish I need
On the deck of my boat
You can't take my heart when I'm here
('Cause it's a) long swim home
For your cute little arms

I'll steal some gas, fix my motor
Turn on my Beatles tape
And get you out of my head

Ah yes, here I am, far away from everyone
And the only fish I smell
Is on the deck of my boat
Yeah, I want to go (I really want to go)
but my motor's broken
There's no scotch tape, I'm out of gas,
Looks like I'm stuck here
Looks like I'm stuck here

I'll steal some gas, fix my motor
Turn on my Doors tape
And get you out of my head
Get you out of my head

Ah, head."
Jackie DeShannon
Laurel Canyon Jackie DeShannon is a pop country singer-songwriter from Kentucky active since 1955. This song is from her album "Laurel Canyon" released in 1969.


"I love to greet the day
Love my hideaway
In Laurel Canyon

I don't keep track of time
Livin' on a dime
In Laurel Canyon

Standin' here tryin' to get a ride
I got my baby by my side
Some say that we're the pride
Of Laurel Canyon

Shades of Camelot
Givin' all I've got
To Laurel Canyon

John Paul Jones and Liz
Try to keep it hid
In Laurel Canyon

Uphill, downhill take your pick
Light another candlestick
I don't think I could ever kick
Laurel Canyon

Lookin' out my door
I can see that store
In Laurel Canyon

Stayin' just above
With the one I Iove
In Laurel Canyon

Our good friend Felicity
Well, she married old man Socrates
Standin' underneath the trees
Of Laurel Canyon
Strange companion

I got a dog name Gwen
Wanderin' somewhere in
Laurel Canyon

She goes out to play
Seems to know her way
Through Laurel Canyon

Saw Miss Kitty chase a mouse
Livin' in a wooden house
I'm sewin' flowers on my blouse
In Laurel Canyon
Strange companion

Look out
I'm a-gonna shout about
Good ol', good ol' Laurel Canyon

Stayin' just above
With the one I love
Laurel Canyon
It's my home

Ain't gonna move
From Laurel Canyon
Good ol', good ol' Laurel Canyon

Just above
With the one I love
Laurel Canyon

It's my home
Ain't gonna move
Laurel Canyon

Good ol', good ol', good ol' Laurel Canyon
Good ol', good ol', good ol' Laurel Canyon"
Jackie DeShannon
L.A. This is another song from the album "Laurel Canyon" released in 1969.


"Blues and oranges, yellows and greens
Many fresh strawberry dreams
L.A., L.A.
Take a ride on a fountain street
You know that Sunset's lined with quaint boutiques
L.A., L.A.

I fell in love with a few
A few special places
Always, always
Those fantastic faces
Gonna keep me
Smilin', smilin'

I can feel a part of it
I gave my heart in L.A.
I'm gonna stay right here in L.A.
Don't take me away
I belong to L.A.
Can't go wrong in L.A.
I belong to L.A.
Gonna stay in L.A.

From the hills is a view of the city
Daytime, nighttime, always lookin' pretty
L.A., L.A.
101 runs along the beach
You know that there's an ocean within the reach of
L.A., L.A.

Seaways, seaways
Keepin' busy
Fun-lovin' people
In the Land of Disney
Gonna keep me
Smilin', smilin'

'Cause I can feel a part of it
I gave my heart in L.A.
I'm gonna stay right here in L.A.
Don't take me away
I belong to L.A.
Can't go wrong in L.A.
I belong to L.A.
Gonna stay in L.A.
Ain't nobody gonna take me away from L.A.
No, no, no, nobody, yeah

Ain't nobody gonna take me away from L.A.
Ain't nobody
Ain't nobody gonna take me away
Nobody, nobody, nobody
Ain't nobody
Ain't nobody
Nobody"
DeWolff
California Burning DeWolff is a psychedelic rock band from the Netherlands formed in 2007 by a couple of brothers. This is a single released in 2018. The band's YouTube page says the song is not about California wildfires, but they do use them as a metaphor, so it's a wildfire song as far as I'm concerned. "The song is actually not about forest fires in California. It’s about living in a loudmouth world where people who scream loudest always seem get what they want, be it money, power or… presidency."


"You got up this morning
Fanfare through your street a billboard saying
All you need children is a little apathy a lotta greed
Get on your knees
See you were brought up believing in salvation for a kindred friend
But kindness ain't getting you none of that
You're flat on your back
Got knocked on the head by a fast talker
Got your mouth shut by a street brawler
What am I to do except pray for you
Who's gonna care after I'm gone?

California Burning
What you gonna do?
You needed water but they gave you fuel

Sometimes you grow so weary your head needs a-restin
Why my people keep doing wrong all the time
It's dog eat dog rat eat rat
Loud mouth eat a good mind
What d'ya think about that
What am I to do except pray for you
Who's gonna care after I'm gone
So tell me what you got to live for
Is it worth the same as what I'm killing for
On this killing floor
There's gonna be a war
It's gonna last until after I'm gone

California Burning
What you gonna do?
You needed water but they gave you fuel

Can you feel the fire burning
It's licking off your face
To wash away that evil grin that's tearing down the human race
Can you feel the fire burning
Licking off your face
The masquerade is breaking down to lay your kind to waste"
Neil Diamond
I Am... I Said Neil Diamond is an American singer-songwriter from Brooklyn, active since the 60s, and one of the world's best-selling artists of all time, according to Wickipedia. This 1971 hit was written by Diamond after he spent time in therapy trying to figure himself out. The strangest line in this song is not the one about the chair not hearing him, it's the one that says the rents are low in L.A. (Maybe that was true in 1971, but a quick Google search in 2022 finds that rent in L.A. is the seventh most expensive in any U.S. city, averaging $2190 per month, which is behind San Francisco and San Jose, but San Diego and Oakland aren't much cheaper.)


"L.A.'s fine, the sun shines most the time
And the feeling is "lay back"
Palm trees grow and rents are low
But you know I keep thinkin' about
Making my way back

Well I'm New York City born and raised
But nowadays,
I'm lost between two shores
L.A.'s fine, but it ain't home
New York's home,
But it ain't mine no more

"I am"... I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair

"I am"... I cried "I am"... said I
And I am lost and I can't
Even say why
Leavin' me lonely still

Did you ever read about a frog
Who dreamed of bein' a king
And then became one
Well except for the names
And a few other changes
If you talk about me
The story's the same one

But I got an emptiness deep inside
And I've tried
But it won't let me go
And I'm not a man who likes to swear
But I never cared
For the sound of being alone

"I am"... I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair
"I am"... I cried
"I am"... said I
And I am lost and I can't
Even say why
"I am"... I said
"I am"... I cried
"I am"... I said" "
Russell Dickerson
Blue Tacoma This a 2018 California road trip country song about a girl and a truck that makes you want to hit the road with your sweetheart in whatever vehicle you have. Russell Dickerson is an American country recording artist from Tennessee. In case you don't know, the Tacoma sung about here is a model of Toyota pickup truck, not the city in Washington State that's named after the original Native American name for the volcano Mt. Rainier. The historian in me needed to tell you that. The economist in me can't help but wonder if Dickerson was paid by Toyota to use their truck's name in the song, or if maybe Toyota made him pay to use the name. Everybody's dipping their beak these days.


"Blue Tacoma, California
Rays of gold are shining on ya

Wheels rolling on an old Toyota
Twist top on a Sunkist soda
Your brown hair in the west coast wind
If heaven is anywhere
The night is here it's at the top of our lungs
Shuffling in and gonna steal the one
Missing turns 'cause that's our song
If heaven is anywhere

It's in a blue Tacoma, California
White magnolia in your hair
Rays of gold are shining on ya
Ooh, if heaven is anywhere
It's never running out of golden road
Always having your hand to hold
It's in a blue Tacoma, California
Ooh, if heaven is anywhere
It's right through the door, California
Rays of gold are shining on ya

Red sun melting to the black top
Dollar shades from a nowhere truck stop
Your kiss and that coast line
If heaven is anywhere
Pull it over to the shoulder
To take it in
Mmh and pull you closer
Loving you longer than I ever did
Going places we never been
'Cause heaven's in

A blue Tacoma, California
White magnolia in your hair
Rays of gold are shining on ya
Ooh, if heaven is anywhere
It's never running out of golden road
Always having your hand to hold
In a blue Tacoma, California
Ooh, if heaven is anywhere
It's right here...."
The Dictators
California Sun The Dictators were a proto punk band from New York City. Some people consider them one of the very first punk bands, but they played their instruments too well to be punk in my opinion, though they had the attitude. This great version of the 1964 Rivieras classic described below is from their first studio album Go Girl Crazy! released in 1975, almost two years before the Ramones released their studio version.
Diesel
Sausalito Summer Night Diesel is a rock group from the Netherlands active since 1978. This song was a single released in 1981 from their album "Watts in a Tank." It was a top 40 hit in the U.S. The lyrics were written by band member Mark Boon who had lived in Los Angeles as a boy and later spent time in Sausalito. This song sounds like Steve Miller or early Tom Petty or maybe even the Doobie Brothers - something as 1970s as all that, but I'm fond of it because it reminds me of blowing a gasket on the Grapevine once while driving from L.A. to Frisco and having to wait all day in a coffee shop to get it fixed. Those were the good old days when you could repair your car for eighty dollars. These days it costs that much to fill your tank. But you certainly don't need 200 gallons of gas to get from L.A. to Sausalito. That comes out to about 2 miles to the gallon. Maybe they're driving a gas hog, or since they're Dutch, maybe they're thinking of liters.


"We left for Frisco in your Rambler
The radiator running dry
I've never been much of a gambler
And had a preference to fly

You said, 'Forget about the airline
Let's take the car and save the fare'
We blew a gasket on the Grapevine
And eighty dollars on repairs

All aboard (Sausalito summer night)
All aboard (Sausalito summer night)
All aboard (Sausalito summer night)
All aboard

Hot summer night in Sausalito
Can't stand the heat another mile
Let's drop a quarter in the meter
And hit the sidewalk for a while

I'll have a burger and a root beer
You feed the heap some of the grape
A shot of premium to boot, dear
We'll get across the Golden Gate

All aboard (Sausalito summer night)
All aboard (Sausalito summer night)
All aboard (Sausalito summer night)
All aboard

Another mile or two to Frisco
200 gallons from L.A.
The engine's stomping like a disco
We ought to dump her in the bay

All aboard (Sausalito summer night)
All aboard

Cashin' all my checks
Straightenin' out my bank
Spend it on a Rambler
With a whirlpool in the tank

Look out over here
Watch out over there
Can't afford a blowout
'Cause we haven't got a spare

All aboard (Sausalito summer night)
All aboard (Sausalito summer night)
All aboard (Sausalito summer night)
All aboard

Hot summer night in Sausalito
(Sausalito summer night)
Hot summer night in Sausalito
(Sausalito summer night) ...."

Daz Dillinger (featuring Val Young)
In California Daz Dillinger is a rapper and producer from Long Beach, active since 1992 when he was working with Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, 2Pac, and his own rap duo Tha Dogg Pound with Kurupt. Val Young, aka "Lady V" is a singer from Detroit active since 1977. This is from Dillinger's debut studio album "Retaliation, Revenge and Get Back" released in 1998.


"Comin' from the city where no pity is shown shown shown shown

In California
In Californ-i-a
Rollin' down Crenshaw Boulevard
Starin' at these suckers who claim to be hard
Daz Dillinger and Tha Gang
Who can blast and gangbang, hahaa
In California
In Californ-i-a

Who gives it up and who be rocking all that rough stuff
All in the cut it's young Daz with the pimp strut
Struck game on those who act lame
See, ain't a damn thang changed
You know I ride the neighborhood slow
Floss on you and let the wind blow
True indeed I'm havin' a ball
Pick up the phone and give my homies a call
What's up with y'all? (What's up y'all?)
Livin' in the city where we born to ball
Roll up a Philly, we pack it tight
What a pity, what a sight
Inhaling something all damn night
Got what I need, it got me kinda feelin' so live
Hennessy got a brother so feelin' so high
Peel out and skate, enjoy my day and I love to burn rubber
Pump up the jam for the summer
Gimme your Regal, Snoop got the Hummer
Kinda make you wanna sit back and wonder for the summer

(In California, in California)
The home of the city of the Crips and the Bloods
(In Californ-i-a, Californ-i-a)
Where you can get got for who they thought you was
(In California, California)
The home of the city of the Crips and the Bloods
(In Californ-i-a, Californ-i-a)
Where you can get shot over who they thought you was

Who there? back by a popular demand
Daz Dillinger back in effect, homie, once again
The question is why y'all got a problem with me gettin' live
Say the wrong thing, get fried
Prepare in effect, homie so prepare and beware
Causin' ruckus, all bein' fair
Daz Dillinger finally alone in my zone
Be by myself in a place that I call home
Check it out, peep out the scenery
Ya mean to mean nuthin' to me, ya keep frontin' to me
I hit you up Dogg Pound all come around
Lay 'em all down homies be frontin' for they town
Throw it up, East side, West side bumpin'
California's the state where we be causing ruckus and I love it

(In California, in California)
The home of the city of the Crips and the Bloods
(In Californ-i-a, Californ-i-a)
Where you can get got for who they thought you was
(In California, California)
The home of the city of the Crips and the Bloods
(In Californ-i-a, Californ-i-a)
Where you can get shot over who they thought you was
(The only ill scene to do somethin' for ya
It's a place where everybody wanna see
Once that you visit see all the places
You may never wanna leave)

Here I am stompin' down choppin' down yo compound
Knockin' all y'all out thirty seconds in the first round
Who come around get destroyed off contact
Realize and understand homie you don't want that
Peep me out, let's engage in military action
Women, dope and drama keep me active
Bump all that bullsh- you yappin'
Them beats and that bullsh- you yappin'
I'm about walkin', G walkin' and smackin'
Trippin', actin, you don't really want none of this action
Homie, you better watch out, cause nothin' can save ya
Tattooin' y'all with razors
Mashin' on it getting penetrated him but I grazed him
Now they callin' Daz the usual playa hater
Back on the spot, feelin' live
Watchin' as the cops pass by, feelin' live
Homie I ain't lyin'
Who the man from Long Beach, California to Japan
Rockin' like Run DMC, homie, without a band in hand I rock and control the whole scene
Watch it unfold, get scold, get blown away
Any other rapper pay dearly, severely, y'all come and hear me
Damn, you get bruised, battered and slammed
People tryin' to see who I am, Im Diggy Daz

(In California, in California)
The home of the city of the Crips and the Bloods
(In Californ-i-a, Californ-i-a)
Where you can get got for who they thought you was
(In California, California)
The home of the city of the Crips and the Bloods
(In Californ-i-a, Californ-i-a)
Where you can get shot over who they thought you was
(The only ill scene to do somethin' for ya
It's a place where everybody wanna see
Once that you visit, see all the places
You may never wanna leave)...."
Iann Dior (featuring Travis Barker)
Hopeless Romantic Iann Dior is a rapper-singer-songwriter from Texas, active since 2019. Travis Barker is a musician-producer from southern California. This "emo rap" song was released in January of 2022.


"Wherever we go
Wherever the wind blows
I'll be here to walk you through the middle

I don't know what I'm doing
Driving drunk all alone
Liquor, I've been abusing
Helps me forget 'bout the truth
If you keep on running
I'll keep on running with you
I don't think this is healthy
Can't keep doing this with you

Wherever we go
Wherever the wind blows
I'll be here to walk you through the meadow
Whenever life gets, too much to handle
I'll be there to give you what you ask for

I could feel it eat me up, mind on a starship
Haven't gave it any thought, since I'd lost it
But I need you to listen up, my heart you damaged
I've been through like way too much, hopeless romantic

Wherever we go
Wherever the wind blows
I'll be here to walk you through the meadow
Whenever life gets, too much to handle
I'll be there to give you what you ask for

I'll be here, waiting 'till the day comes
I'm not as nice as I used to be
It don't rain in hills of California
But I feel it pouring over me...."
Dirty Honey
California Dreamin' Dirty Honey is a hard rock band from Los Angeles, formed in 2017. This song is from the album "Dirty Honey" released in 2021.


"For forty days and forty nights
Her rain would fall on me
The tunnel's end that saw no light
Nothing was left to believe

But time rolled on like a river
Rolling faster everyday
I couldn't wait for the winter
To change my summer ways

It's so easy
It's so easy

I'm California dreamin'
And it's tearing us apart
It's paranoia season
It's in our mind and our hearts

Ain't no rest for the weary
Crossing the desert at night
Now that I could see clearly
I was just a slave to the grind

It's so easy
It's so easy
It's so easy
Lord, It's so easy

Now I'm California dreamin'
And it's tearing us apart
It's paranoia season
It's in our mind and our hearts

It's so easy
It's so easy
It's so damn easy
It's so easy

I'm California dreamin'
And it's tearing us apart
It's paranoia season
It's in our mind and our hearts

I'm California dreamin'
California dreamin'
California dreamin'
It's tearing us apart"
Dirty Gold
California Sunrise Dirty Gold is an indie rock band from San Diego, founded by two brothers in 2010. This song is from their Ep "Roar" released in 2011.


"California sunrise
Take a sleep from under our California eyes
Tainted by the ocean siren
Waiting for the tide to take us home
To take us all home
She waits for the summer to find a lover
She looks for him running in the sand
But the air is getting colder, the summer's getting older
You need to make up your mind (hey!)

I've been sleepin' far too long, I've been hidden from your love
I need some summer sun to come and wake me up
Let me sink or help me swim, where our love ends my end begins
California sunrise, come on and wake me up

Trying to decide, are you really worth my time?
I've been playin' this game so long
But the cold is comin' through, there's nothing left to do
How am I gonna prove myself to you? (Hey!)

I've been sleepin' far too long, I've been hidden from your love
I need some summer sun to come and wake me up
Let me sink or help me swim, where our love ends my end begins
California sunrise, come on and wake me up

I've been sleepin' far too long, I've been hidden from your love
I need some summer sun to come and wake me up
Let me sink or help me swim, where our love ends my end begins
California sunrise, come on and wake me up
California sunrise, come on and wake me up"
Disclosure  (featuring Lorde)
Magnets Disclosure is a dance music duo from England active since 2010. Lorde is a singer-songwriter from New Zealand, whose California songs are listed below. This song is a single released in 2015 that mentions the infamous road on top of the Hollywood Hills.


"Never really felt bad about it
As we drank deep from a lie
'Cause I felt melting magnets, babe
The second I saw you through half-shut eyes

Smoke and sunset, off Mulholland
He was talking, I was wondering 'bout
You and that girl, she your girlfriend?
Face from heaven, bet the world she don't know

Pretty girls don't know the things that I know
Walk my way, I'll share the things that she won't
Uh-oh, dancin' past the point of no return
Let go, we can free ourselves of all we've learned
I love this secret language that we're speaking
Say it to me, let's embrace the point of no return
Let's embrace the point of no return
Let's embrace the point of no return

Never really thought we would make it
We be thinking about what could have been
But we've had a record summer, can't turn it down, oh
Now I don't wanna see the end begin

Smoke and sunset, off Mulholland
He was talking, I was wondering 'bout
You and that girl, she your girlfriend?
Face from heaven, bet the world she don't know...."
Disposable Heroes Of Hiphoprisy
California Uber Alles The Disposable Heroes of Hiphoprisy was a hip hop group formed in the Bay Area and active from 1990-1993. This song is from their album "Hiphocrisy is the Greatest Luxury" released in 1992.

This is a hip hop version of the Dead Kennedys song that samples their version and adds new lyrics slamming Republican governor Pete Wilson.

"California uber alles
California above all others
...
I'm your Governor Pete Wilson, ya know
The baddest governor to ever grab the mic and go
BOOOM!
Gimme a budget and watch me hack it!
Gimme a beat and I'll show you how to jack it!
I give the rich a giant tax loophole
I leave the poor living in a poophole
At a time when Aids is in a crisis
I cut health care and I raise prices
Sales tax, snack tax, excise tax
Information attack with a newspaper tax
Hit the pocket books of working families
Increase tuition at the universities
Some day I'll command all o' you
Even your kids are gonna pray to me in school
Soon I'm gonna be the president
You might remember the last one this state sent

California uber alles...

I'm so proud to know the Great Communicator
Wanna be known as the Great Incarcerator
I'll blow environmentalists away
And I'll be the Fuhrer some day
I'll keep cuttin' Public Education
Even though we rank 54th in the nation
I've got a plan for all the minorities
Send'em to the California Youth Authorities
From San Francisco Urban Elementary
To Pelican Bay State Penitentiary
There they can work for the master race
And always wear a happy face
Close your eyes, it can't happen here
Big Brother in a squad car's comin' near
Come enjoy the surf and the sun
And keep California number one!

California uber alles...

Now it's 1992
Knock knock on your front door, yo guess who
It's the suede denim secret police
They've come to your house for your long haired niece
Gonna send her off to a camp
'Cause she's been accused of growing hemp
Don't you worry it's only a shower
And now for your clothes here's a pretty flower
Gonna die on malathion gas
The serpent's egg has already been hatched
People starvin' and livin' in the streets
Because they tried to mess with me, President Pete!...."
DJ Fenix & Lisa Williams
California Sun This is an electronic dance track that was a dance hit in 2017. DJ Fenix is a Russian EDM DJ and producer, and Lisa Williams is an English singer.


"Do you remember
Do you remember the summer
Making love with the California sun
In our eyes

And can you tell me
Can you tell me how we moved on
We never knew that we could be strong
We never knew that we could be strong

Take me back
Let me go back
In the California sun
Take me back
Let me go back
To the California
California sun
California sun
California sun
In the California sun...."
DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince
Yo Home To Bel-Air These guys are a hip hop duo from Philadelphia - Jeff Townes and Will Smith. Yes, that Will Smith, the TV star and then blockbuster movie star. They had a few hits and Grammys, including one with the song Summertime, with Smith doing the rapping. Beginning in 1990, Smith starred for several years in a TV sitcom called The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air, about a teenage kid from the streets of Philadelphia man who was forced to move into his uncle's Bel-Air mansion to keep him out of trouble. This was the show's theme song, and it is some really cheezy 90's hip hop, as you would excpect from a sit com theme. It probably has a lot of nostalgic value for kids who watched the show.


"Now, this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air

In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
She said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air'

I begged and pleaded with her day after day
But she packed my suit case and sent me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.
I put my Walkman on and said, 'I might as well kick it'.

First class, yo this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like?
Hmmmmm this might be alright.

But wait I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that
Is this the type of place that they just send this cool cat?
I don't think so
I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air

Well, the plane landed and when I came out
There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out
I ain't trying to get arrested yet
I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared

I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought 'Nah, forget it' - 'Yo, holmes to Bel-Air'

I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo holmes smell ya later'
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air"
Dodgeball
California: I Love You California Dodgeball is a band from New Jersey. This song is from the "Coolidge 50" various artist compilation released in 1998. It starts as a fast punk version of the California State theme song "I Love You California" with a few of the verses left out then it switches to an old-fashioned version with church organ and singers and a man speak-singing in the old time megaphone style, then it goes back to fast punk again.


"When the snow crowned golden Sierras
Keep their watch o'er the valley's bloom
It is there I would be in our land by the sea
Every breeze bearing rich perfume

It is here nature gives of her rarest
It is home sweet home to me
And I know when I die I shall breathe my last sigh
For my sunny California

I love you California
You're the greatest state of all
I love you in the winter, summer, spring
And in the fall

I love your fertile valleys
Your dear mountains I adore
I love your grand old ocean
And I love her rugged shore

When the snow crowned golden Sierras
Keep their watch o'er the valley's bloom
It is there I would be in our land by the sea
Every breeze bearing rich perfume

It is here nature gives of her rarest
It is home sweet home to me
And I know when I die I shall breathe my last sigh
For my sunny California"
John Doe
Alone in Arizona This is John Doe's cover of a song written by his former bandmate in X, Exene Cervenka, off his 2016 album "The Westerner." Doe calls the album his "psychedelic, soul record from the Arizona desert."
John Doe (featuring Kathleen Edwards)
Golden State John Doe is a singer-songwriter, actor from L.A., a member of the LA punk band X and The Knitters, and he has recorded many solo and collaborative albums. Kathleen Edwards is a Canadian singer-songwriter. "The Golden State" has been the official California State Nickname since 1968. This is one of my favorite California songs. It's an upbeat guitar rocker with nice hooks and harmonies and a great chorus. (Doe said in a 3/15 interview with Marc Maron on his WTF podcast that it was the closest thing to a hit song that he's recorded.)


"You are the hole in my head
I am the pain in your neck
You are the lump in my throat
I am the aching in your heart

We are tangled
We are stolen
We are living where things are hidden You are something in my eye
And I am the shiver down your spine

You are on the lick of my lips
And I am on the tip of your tongue

We are tangled
We are stolen
We are buried up to our necks in sand We are luck
We are fate
We are the feeling you get in the golden state
We are love
We are hate
We are the feeling I get when you walk away….
Walk away..."
Dom Dolla
San Frandisco Dom Dolla is an Australian house music producer. This is dance track from 2019. It's the only song I will not make fun of for rhyming "San Francisco" with "disco" because it's about the dance club scene in the city, with spoken-word descriptions, and, of course, the title says it all.


"San Francisco, where's your disco?
San Francisco, where's your disco?

I was supposed to go out there for like a semester of college and I ended up never leaving. It's that energy on the dance floor that I think has helped house music completely thrive from there. There is definitely the leftover hippie vibe from the '60s and '70s I think. It's just a great place to go out, there's something going on every night of the week, the people there are fun and just,
yeah, I love it.

San Francisco, where's your disco?

I first moved there in 1999. I was supposed to go out there for like a semester of college and I ended up never leaving. It's that energy on the dance floor that I think you know has helped house music completely thrive from there. There is definitely the leftover hippie vibe from the '60s and '70s I think. It's just a great place to go out, there's something going on every night of the week, the people there are fun and just, yeah, I love it.

San Francisco, where's your disco?
San Francisco, where's your disco?"
Donghae (featuring JENO of NCT)
California Love Donghae is a South Korean singer-songwriter-actor, active since 2001. JENO is a South Korean rapper and member of the group NCT, active since 2013. This song was released in 2021. Much of it is sung or rapped in Korean. This is an English translation from colorcodedlyrics.com.


"It’s California Love Oh
Our Love Oh Oh
We gotta go Where we goin’
I just feel like I’m in paradise

Your pretty face is so small
Your cotton candy-like tone excites me
Your sexy tanned skin is Gree Gree
I think we look good together
Your body is like the California sunshine
Like debt that follows reckless betting
I’ll bet my everything on you
I picture you in my mind again today
I’m imagining a song with you

Woo I can hear your breath in my ears
Don’t leave me today All Night
You know it’s endless Baby
I hope this moment lasts forever Lady Yeah
Not Today Not Today Uh
But Today But Today I
It’s just begun, this Party Alright
On Fire Fire

It’s California Love Oh
Our Love Oh Oh
We gotta go Where we goin’
I just feel like I’m in dream Oh
Love Oh
It’s California Love Oh Oh
I can’t take my eyes off you Baby
Let’s go up further just the two of us Keep it on

It’s California Love Uh Yeah
Our endless night Uh Yeah
Real Light Savage Light
I just feel like I’m in paradise

I don’t lack wit
I see the future as if
My kiss that will be hung around your neck
It’s like a GUCCI
I’m good at making a deal
I’ll take another path from you
But without thinking
I want you now
There’s no other answer for me
You shined like the scorching sun
I think of you every day in my imagination
It’s becoming real now
Our Day Day

The time is getting closer
My eyes are more on your body
That’s right
I get awfully drunk more
I get drunk by your side Too Hot
Not Today Not Today Uh
But Today But Today I
It’s just begun, this Party Alright
On Fire Fire

It’s California Love Oh
Our Love Oh Oh
We gotta go Where we goin’
I just feel like I’m in dream Oh
Love Oh
It’s California Love Oh Oh
I can’t take my eyes off you Baby
Let’s go up further just the two of us Keep it on...."
The Dollyrots
California The Dollyrots are a pop punk band from Florida that settled in LA in 2002. This song is from their 2010 release "A Little Messed Up."


"It's a place where the skies are blue
Not a cloud cloud in the sky to speak of
Everyone's swimming in the surf
And palm trees line the streets you walk on

Showing off your brand new fan says
Bleach blond hottie get their ditches
And walking down the Walk of Fame 'cause
Sunset Strip's where you do your business

Meet me in California
Where you can have it all, yeah
We'll be in California
The sun is shining bright
And well it starts tonight

Yeah, yeah, tonight
Can I give it a try

Going swimming in your pool, yeah
The view from the Hills is so so gorgeous
Everyone's got their brand new boards for
Day and night they walk the carpet

Meet me in California
Where you can have it all, yeah
We'll be in California
The sun is shining bright
And well it starts tonight.
... ... ... ...
Yeah, you've got California dreams
Coz the west is best, always forever"
The Dollyrots
California Beach Boy Another song from 2010's "A Little Messed Up."


"Went down to Venice Beach
Dirty Converse walking down the street
Never thought I'd look his way
Oh no oh no oh no

Said baby whats your name
Now I'm falling for his cheesy game
But were totally not the same
Oh no oh no oh no

My friends tell me I've gone crazy
Oh, no, here I go
Fell in love with a California beach boy
Oh, no, here I go
What am I thinking it's so wrong
I'm in love with a California beach boy

He drives a Mercedes
Abercrombie head down to his feet
You must wonder what I see
Oh no oh no oh no
But he holds the door for me
Like he invented chivalry
To my heart he holds the key
Oh no oh no oh no

My friends tell me I've gone crazy
Oh, no, here I go
Fell in love with a California beach boy
Oh, no, here I go
What am I thinking it's so wrong
I'm in love with a California beach boy"
Dave Donatelli
California Country Dave Donatelli is a singer-songwriter from Orange County. This is from the album "California Country" released in 2019.


"Pulled out of my driveway
On a cold Nebraska day
Gonna head out west
To the sunshine and the babes
Deserts and the pine trees
Is where I'm goin'
Yeah I'm gonna find me a country girl
Lay on the beach she'll rock my world, come on

My four wheel drive
Gonna blaze through the desert
Stars are shinin' bright
I can see the mountains
Gonna find my pot of gold

California Country
(California country that's where I'm going)
Where the girls all look so fine
Cowboy boots and dance all night
California Country
(California country
Is where I'm goin'
(Is where I'm goin')
Yeah I'm gonna find me a country girl
Lay in the sand she'll rock my world, come on

Those L.A. freeways are as crazy as they say
I don't care the scenery's worth the wait
Deserts and the pine trees
Is where I'm headed
Yeah I'm gonna find me a country girl
Lay in the sand she'll rock my world, break it down

My four wheel drive
Gonna blaze through the desert
Stars are shinin' bright
I can see the mountains
Gonna find my pot of gold

California Country
(California country that's where I'm going)
Where the girls all look so fine
Cowboy boots and dance all night
California Country
(California country)
Is where I'm headed
(Is where I'm headed)
Yeah I'm gonna find me a country girl
Lay in the sand she'll rock my world...."
Donovan
The Trip Donovan is a singer-songwriter from Scotland, active since 1964. This is from his third and most successful album "Sunshine Superman" released in 1966. Even though the song starts with driving it's not a road trip he is singing about if he's talking to seagulls.


"We was a-d-d-d-drivin' d-downtown L.A.,
About a-midnight hour
And it almost b-b-blew my mind,
I got caught in a coloured shower.
All those lights were t-t-twinkling on Sunset,
I saw a sign in the sky
It said, "T-t-t-trip a t-trip, I trip, trip,"
I couldn't keep up up if I tried.
Ah, we stepped down to reality company
To get some instant sleep
And the driver turned, I said, "Welcome back"
He smiled and he said, "Beep beep".
What goes on? Chick-a-chick.
What goes on? I really wanna know.
What goes on all around me,
What goes on? I really wanna know.
When in should come-a my dream woman,
She got sequins in her hair,
Like she stepped out off of a Fellini film,
She sat in a white straw chair
But I thought I'd take a second look
Just to see what I could see
And my scene had popped out like a bubble does,
There was nobody there but me.
I said, "Girl, you drank a lot of drink-me,
But you ain't in a Wonderland
You know I might-a be there to greet you, child,
When your trippin' ship touches sand."
What goes on? Chick-a-chick.
What goes on? I really wanna know.
What goes on? Chick-a-chick.
What goes on? I really wanna know.
A silver goblet of wine is-a to be
Held in a bejeweled glove
And her knights they toast the tournament,
The falcons they fly above.
And the queen will a drink of the dew tonight
But the jester she cries alone,
Because Merlin he spoke of an instant spell
To make the devil's white knights moan
And-a all in all, the seagull said,
"As I look to where I've been,
The whole wide human race
Has a-taken far too much Methedrine".
What goes on? Chick-a-chick.
What goes on? I really wanna know.
What goes on? So near
What goes on? I really wanna know.
Yeah well, come on.
We sat in a velvet jewel case
With sparkles everywhere,
And Julian he sat on a diamond ring
And-a talked of the days gone by.
We spoke of a common kaleidoscope
And the pros and the cons of Zen
And he spoke and-a said for a piece of cake
He really did have a yen.
Bobby Dylan he sat "the Mad Hatter",
A broken hour glass in his hand,
And-a Joannie sat in a white lace
Looking cool with a black lace fan.
What goes on? Chick-a-chick.
What goes on? I really wanna know.
What goes on? Yes please tell me.
What goes on? I really wanna know."
The Doobie Brothers
Neal's Fandango The Doobie Brothers are a rock band from San Jose, Calfornia. Most of their success was in the 1970s, including a couple of #1 hits, and they are still performing (as of 2019). This is from "Stampede" released in 1975, 14 years before the 1989 Loma Prieta earthquake that happened in the Bay Area during the 1989 World Series between two Bay Area teams and shook up millions of people. I wonder if this guy's home survived the disaster.


"Well, a travelin' man's affliction
Makes it hard to settle down
But I'm stuck here in the flatlands
While my heart is homeward bound

Goin' back, I'm too tired to roam
Loma Prieta my mountain home
On the hills above Santa Cruz
To the place where I spent my youth

Goin' back, I'm too tired to roam
Loma Prieta my mountain home
On the hills above Santa Cruz
To the place where I spent my youth

Well it was Neal Cassidy that started me to travelin'
All the stories that were told, I believed them every one
And it's a windin' road I'm on you understand
And no time to worry 'bout tomorrow when you're followin' the sun

Papa don't you worry now and mama don't you cry
Sweet woman don't forsake me, I'll be comin' by and by

Goin' back, I'm too tired to roam
Loma Prieta my mountain home
On the hills above Santa Cruz
To the place where I spent my youth...."
The Doobie Brothers
Ukiah This song is from the band's 1973 album "The Captain and Me."


"People rushin' everywhere
If they'd only slow down once
They might find something there
Green trees and timber land
People workin' with their hands
For sure a different way to live
Gonna keep my cabin at hand
Retreat and live off the land
All around Ukiah, wo
The mountain streams that rush on by
Show the fish a jumpin'
And reflect the open sky
The fresh clean smell of the pines
Symbol of unchanging times
All around this sacred land
Strangely, though, I've found my way
Right here I'm gonna stay
In this land Ukiah, wo wo
Ooooh Ukiah,
Ooooh Ukiah...."
The Doors
L.A. Woman The Doors were an experimental rock band formed in Los Angeles and fronted by Jim Morrison. They were one of the most controversial, influential, and successful bands of their era - 1965-1973. In this song from the album "L.A. Woman," released in 1971, L.A. is a lonely woman with freeways, midnight alleys and hair like a wildfire. "Mr. Mojo Risin'" is an anagram for Jim Morrison.


"Well, I just got into town about an hour ago
Took a look around, see which way the wind blow
Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows

Are you a lucky little lady in the City of Lights?
Or just another lost angel?
City of Night, City of Night,
City of Night, City of Night

L.A. Woman, L.A. Woman
L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon
L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon
L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon
Drive through your suburbs
Into your blues, into your blues, yeah
Into your blues Into your blues

I see your hair is burnin'
Hills are filled with fire
If they say I never loved you
You know they are a liar
Drivin' down your freeways
Midnight alleys roam
Cops in cars,
The topless bars
Never saw a woman...
So alone, so alone
So alone, so alone

Motel, money, murder, madness
Let's change the mood from glad to sadness

Mr. Mojo Risin', Mr. Mojo Risin'
Mr. Mojo Risin', Mr. Mojo Risin'
Got to keep on risin'
Mr. Mojo Risin', Mr. Mojo Risin'
Mojo Risin', gotta Mojo Risin'
Mr. Mojo Risin', gotta keep on risin'
Risin', risin'
Gone risin', risin'
I'm gone risin', risin'
I gotta risin', risin'
Well, risin', risin'
I gotta, wooo, yeah, risin'
Whoa, oh yeah

Well, I just got into town about an hour ago
Took a look around, see which way the wind blow
Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows

Are you a lucky little lady in the City of Light
Or just another lost angel?
City of Night, City of Night,
City of Night, City of Night, whoa, c'mon

L.A. Woman, L.A. Woman
L.A. Woman, you're my woman
Little L.A. Woman, Little L.A. Woman
L.A. L.A. Woman Woman
L.A. Woman c'mon"
The Doors
Love Street This song is from the album "Waiting for the Sun" released in 1968.
According a sign put up by the City of Los Angeles, Love Street is a song about an area in Laurel Canyon. This is what is written on the sign:

' "Love Street" was written by the Doors about Rothdell Trail and the surrounding area in Laurel Canyon where lead singer Jim Morrison and his girlfriend Pamela Courson resided. The song appears on their third album "Waiting For The Sun." The Doors are one of the most influential Amerian groups in rock and roll history, and embodied the communal and psychedelic spirit of the 1960's that coalesced in Laurel Canyon.'

The "store where the creatures meet" refers to the Canyon Country store in Laurel Canyon where the sign is. Morrison and his girlfriend definitely had a house and garden there, but I don't know is she really had monkeys. I hope so.


"She lives on Love Street
Lingers long on Love Street
She has a house and garden
I would like to see what happens

She has robes and she has monkeys
Lazy diamond studded flunkies
She has wisdom and knows what to do
She has me and she has you

She has wisdom and knows what to do
She has me and she has you

I see you live on Love Street
There's this store where the creatures meet
I wonder what they do in there
Summer Sunday and a year
I guess I like it fine, so far

She lives on Love Street
Lingers long on Love Street
She has a house and garden
I would like to see what happens

La, la, la, la, la, la, la...."
The Doors
Peace Frog This song is from the Doors' fifth studio album "Morrison Hotel," released in 1970. It consists of poetry written by Jim Morison that was added to music that was already recorded, which might explain why these gory lyrics accompany a fast upbeat song.


"There's blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles
She came
Blood in the streets, it's up to my knee
She came
Blood in the streets in the town of Chicago
She came
Blood on the rise, it's following me
Think about the break of day

She came and then she drove away
Sunlight in her hair

She came
Blood in the streets runs a river of sadness
She came
Blood in the streets it's up to my thigh
She came
Yeah the river runs red down the legs of a city
She came
The women are crying red rivers of weepin'

She came into town and then she drove away
Sunlight in her hair

Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind

Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven
Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice
Blood in my love in the terrible summer
Bloody red sun of Phantastic L.A.

Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers
Blood will be born in the birth of a nation
Blood is the rose of mysterious union

There's blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles
Blood in the streets, it's up to my knee
Blood in the streets in the town of Chicago
Blood on the rise, it's following me"
The Doors
Soul Kitchen This is from the band's celebrated debut album "The Doors" recorded in 1966 and released in January 1967. According to Wickipedia, when he lived in the area singer Jim Morrison spent a lot of time at a soul food restaurant on Main Street in Venice Beach call Olivia's. Sometimes the staff had to kick him out at night, from which came the line "let me sleep all night, in your soul kitchen." That makes this a California song by my flimsy standards. The Doors was such a quintessential L.A. band, most of their songs should probably be on this list, anyway. Also check out the great faster-paced punk version of Soul Kitchen recorded by X for their 1980 album "Los Angeles."


"Well, the clock says it's time to close now
I guess I'd better go now
I'd really like to stay here all night
The cars crawl past all stuffed with eyes
Street lights shed their hollow glow
Your brain seems bruised with numb surprise
Still one place to go
Still one place to go

Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen
Warm my mind near your gentle stove
Turn me out and I'll wander baby
Stumblin' in the neon groves

Well, your fingers weave quick minarets
Speak in secret alphabets
I light another cigarette
Learn to forget, learn to forget
Learn to forget, learn to forget

Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen
Warm my mind near your gentle stove
Turn me out and I'll wander baby
Stumblin' in the neon groves

Well, the clock says it's time to close now
I know I have to go now
I really want to stay here
All night
All night
All night"
Damhait Doyle
Another California Song Damhait Doyle is a singer-songwriter from Canada, active since 1996. This song is from her album "Davnet" released in 2003.


"For a moment I believe
Once you came you'll never leave
Lay like that not long enough for me
You got the track marks of the trade
And every promise ever made
Swore that it would be the last for me

Does it give you a rush
To think that I want you so much?

Said you were back to stay
I should have known better
Now you're half the way to California
Now I'm curled up on your side of the bed
I'm thinkin' 'bout things you never said
I would have followed you to California

Smoked me like a cigarette
Said that this won't hurt a bit
But you lied because it burned and it burns
Thanks a lot for leaving town
I'm so high I can't come down
Makes me wonder if I'll ever learn

Don't it give you a rush
To think that I want you so much?

Said you were back to stay
Well I should have known better
Now you're half the way to California
Now I'm curled up on your side of the bed
And I'm thinkin' 'bout things you never said
I would have followed you to California

Do you come back 'cause you can?
Am I just waiting for a ghost of a man?

Does it give you a rush
To think that I want you so much?

Said you were back to stay
I should have known better
Now you're half the way to California
Now I'm curled up on your side of the bed
I think about things you never said
I would have followed you to California...."
Dr. Dre & Snoop Doggy Dogg
Nuthin' but a 'G' Thang Dr. Dre is a rapper and producer from Compton, active since 1985 with the World Class Wreckin' Cru and then N.W.A. Snoop Doggy Dogg, now known as Snoop Dogg, is a rapper and actor active since 1992. This duet from Dr. Dre's classic 1992 debut album "The Chronic" went to #2 on the Billboard Hot 100 and was named one of the 500 songs that shaped rock and roll by the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.


"One, two, three and to the fo'
Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. Dre is at the do'
Ready to make an entrance, so back on up
(Cause you know we 'bout had to rip s**t up)
Gimme the microphone first, so I can bust like a bubble
Compton and Long Beach together, now you know you in trouble
Ain't nothin' but a G thang, baby!
Two loc'ed out G's so we're crazy!
Death Row is the label that pays me!
Unfadable, so please don't try to fade this (Hell yeah)
But, uh, back to the lecture at hand
Perfection is perfected, so I'm 'a let 'em understand
From a young G's perspective
And before me dig out a b**ch I have ta' find a contraceptive
You never know she could be earnin' her man,
And learnin' her man, and at the same time burnin' her man
Now you know I ain't wit that s**t, Lieutenant
Ain't no pussy good enough to get burnt while I'm up in it
(yeah) And that's realer than real-deal Holyfield
And now you hookas and ho's know how I feel
Well if it's good enough to get broke off a proper chunk
I'll take a small piece of some of that funky stuff

It's like this and like that and like this and uh
It's like that and like this and like that and uh
It's like this and like that and like this and uh
Dre, creep to the mic like a phantom

Well, I'm peepin' and I'm creepin' and I'm creepin'
But I damn near got capped 'cause my beeper kept beepin'
Now it's time for me to make my impression felt
So sit back, relax, and strap on your seatbelt
You never been on a ride like this before
With a producer who can rap and control the maestro
At the same time with the dope rhyme that I kick
You know and I know, I flow some ol' funky s**t
To add to my collection, the selection
Symbolizes dope, take a toke, but don't choke
If you do, you'll have no clue
Of what me and my homie Snoop Dogg came to do
It's like this and like that and like this and uh
It's like that and like this and like that and uh
It's like this
And who gives a f**k about those?
So just chill 'til the next episode
Fallin' back on that ass with a hellified gangsta lean
Gettin' funky on the mic like a old batch of collard greens
It's the capital S, oh, yes, I'm fresh, N-double-O-P
D-O-double-G-Y, D-O-double-G, ya see
Showin' much flex when it's time to wreck a mic
Pimpin' hoes and clockin' a grip like my name was Dolomite
Yeah, and it don't quit
I think they in the mood for some motherf**kin' G s**t (hell yeah)
So, Dre (what up, Dog?)
Gotta give 'em what they want (what's that, G?)
We gotta break 'em off somethin' (hell yeah)
And it's gotta be bumpin' (city of Compton)

Is where it takes place, so when asked, yo' attention
Mobbin' like a motherf**ker, but I ain't lynchin'
Droppin' the funky s**t that's makin' the sucker ni**as mumble
When I'm on the mic, it's like a cookie, they all crumble
Try to get close and your ass'll get smacked
My motherf**kin' homie Doggy Dogg has got my back
Never let me slip, 'cause if I slip, then I'm slippin'
But if I got my Nina, then you know I'm straight trippin'
And I'ma continue to put the rap down, put the mack down
And if you b**ches talk s**t, I'll have to put the smack down
Yeah, and ya' don't stop
I told you I'm just like a clock when I tick and I tock
But I'm never off, always on, 'til the break dawn
C-O-M-P-T-O-N, and the city they call Long Beach
Puttin' the s**t together
Like my n***a D.O.C., no one can do it better...."
The Dresden Dolls
Shores of California The Dresden Dolls are a duo from Boston formed in 2000 including Amanda Palmer and Brian Viglione. They describe their style as "Brechtian punk cabaret" and are part of the "Dark Cabaret" movement. This song is from their 2006 album "Yes Virginia."


"He's been trying with limited success
To get this girl to let him get into her dress
But every time he thinks he's getting close
She threatens death before he gets a chance

And that's the way it is in Minnesota
And that's the way it is in Oklahoma
That's the way it's been since protozoa
First climbed onto the shores of California

And she's been trying with limited success
To get him to turn out the lights and dance
Cause like any girl all she really wants
That fickle little b**ch romance
That fickle little b**ch romance

And that is why a girl is called a tease
And that is why a guy is called a sleaze
And that's why god made escort agencies
One life to live and mace and GHB

And that's the way it is in Minnesota
And that's the way it is in Oklahoma
That's the way since the animals and Noah
First climbed onto the shores of California"
Dressy Bessy
California This is a one of those indie rock songs that sounds like everyone in the band is singing and playing their instruments for the first time and couldn't care less about the song. It's a skill that probably took them years to master. The band was formed in Denver in 1996 and has a female lead vocalist.


"Free ride, sea side
Tell me what they're doing in California
In the moonlight is so bright
Tell me what they're doing in California
Singing ah ah ah la la la

Where's that sunhat
Pack it for the weather in California
And the streelights run all night.
Tell me what they're doing in California

Can we go there this summer I'll wear a flower in my hair
If we go there this summer I'll walk right to that summer
Can we go there this summer?

Ah ah ah la la la

Where's my sunshine
All are free and friendly in California
In the moonlight, it don't feel right
Ah la la la
Tell me what they're doing in California..."
Drinkard Sisters
Dress Yrself in Gallantry The Drinkard Sisters are an acoustic contry/folk group from Michigan. This song is from their 2018 album "Enough Already."


"She's [gone] I-84
Walking in the headlights
The only thing upon her skin now
That cold western night
And the police gonna stop her
But they ain't slowin' down to help no
They only come to carry her over
The state line of Idaho

She'll drive to San Francisco
Take the voyage out
She will not rest for weariness
And will not rest for doubt
And she will not talk to strangers
Strangers talk so loud
She'll dress herself in gallantry
Whether within or without

She's [gone] the evening dew
They're laughing at a picture
Discover of a [peak] soul
A wild-hearted sister
And the world don't take too kind
To a woman fond of ramblin'
They'll lock her up and tie her down
To keep her feet from travelin'

She'll drive to San Francisco
Take the voyage out
She will not rest for weariness
And will not rest for doubt
And she will not talk to strangers
Strangers talk so loud
She'll dress herself in gallantry
Whether within or without

It's always easier to stay
It's always easier to stay
Get all that out of your way
Just take off runnin'

It's always easier to stay
It's always easier to stay
Get all that out of your way
Just take off runnin'

I'll drive to San Francisco
Take the voyage out
I will not rest for weariness
I will not rest for doubt
And I will not talk to strangers
Strangers talk so loud
I'll dress myself in gallantry
Whether within or without"
Vengaboys
Cheekah Bow Bow (That Computer Song) Vengaboys is a Eurodance group from the Netherlands that had some big hits in Europe in the '90s. This song, supposedly sung by a computer, is from "The Platinum Album" released in 2000. It shamelessly rhymes San Francisco with "disco," and then they do it again in the song below, but nobody expects Eurodisco to be original.


"Shake your ass dance with me

Saw you in the disco
Last night in San Francisco
The way you used your joystick
It really makes my mouse click

Come sit down on my laptop
Lets do a little hip hop
Let's go into a chat room
And do a little boom boom

123
Shake your ass and dance with me
123
Shake your ass and dance with me
123

I saw you in the disco
Last week in San Francisco
The way you used your joystick
Has really made me feel sick

The doctor checked my hard drive
A virus in my archive
My disc was not protected
And now I am infected...."
Vengaboys
We Like to Party! (The Vengabus) This hit Eurodisco single is from the band's debut album "Up & Down - The Party Album" released in 1998


"We like to party
We like, we like to party
We like to party
We like, we like to party
We like to party
We like, we like to party
We like to party

I've got something to tell ya
I've got news for you
Gonna put some wheels in motion
Get ready 'cause we're coming through

Hey now, hey now, hear what I say now
Happiness is just around the corner
Hey now, hey now, hear what I say now
We'll be there for you

The Vengabus is coming
And everybody's jumping
New York to San Francisco
An intercity disco
The wheels of steel are turning
And traffic lights are burning
So if you like to party
Get on and move your body

We like to party
We like, we like to party
We like to party
We like, we like to party

Hey now, hey now, hear what I say now
Happiness is just around the corner
Hey now, hey now, hear what I say now
We'll be there for you

The Vengabus is coming
And everybody's jumping
New York to San Francisco
An intercity disco
The wheels of steel are turning
And traffic lights are burning
So if you like to party
Get on and move your body...."
Ethan Dufault
California Ethan Dufault is a singer-songwriter based in Seattle. This song is from his album "Signs" released in 2020.


"7:35 at night
Roadtrip down to the coast
Stereo on high, a vibe
In your bleached denim shorts

A couple days in San Mateo
Sunscreen and nowhere else to be
In that faded Winnebago
Making hella memories

Wish that we could go back
More than just a throwback
Baby only you and me
Chasing after sunsets

Back when we were young and
Living on a movie screen
We were so in love we never thought
About where we were going

Could we take a moment and relive
The days when we were back in
California, California

For just one night
Let's go back, in time

Had your hand in mine, the tide
Washed our names from the shore
Losing track of time, oh our style
Tie-dye shirts on the floor

A couple days in San Diego
Sunscreen and nowhere else to be
In that faded Winnebago
Making hella memories

Wish that we could go back
More than just a throwback
Baby only you and me
Chasing after sunsets

Back when we were young and
Living on a movie screen
We were so in love we never thought
About where we were going

Could we take a moment and relive
The days when we were back in
California, California

And I wish that it was more than just a memory
But the flashbacks appear so real to me
When I had you right here right next to me, whoa
I close my eyes and you’re here with me

‘Cause the flashbacks appear so real to me
The moment that I knew that we were meant
To be, whoa

For just one night, let’s go back
For just one night, let’s go back
In time"
Victoria Duffield
Paper Planes Victoria Duffield is a singer-songwriter from Canada. This song is from her album "Accelerate" released in 2014. I want to encourage everybody out there not to ignore the singer's advice. Don't jump off the Hollywood Sign! You can't fly like a paper plane. If you can, then what are you doing here? You should be flying right up to the front of the classroom.


"Dare, dare you, I dare you to free fall
With open eyes, eyes open wide
Love, it’s a one, it’s a one in a million
So let’s catch this ride, bring this to life

‘Cause I got what you want, you got what I want
No point in moving slow
We’ll run through the fire
Keep climbing higher up

Baby, hold your hands out
Jump from the Hollywood Sign, now
I know that if paper planes can fly, so can you and I

We won’t crash down
Air underneath our wings, now
I know that if paper planes can fly, so can you and I

We can fly, you and I
Oh, if paper planes can fly
So can you and I

Would stay in your arms for tonight, til forever
When the night gets cold, I’ll keep you warm
Oh, we don’t need to know where we’re headed
We’re gonna’ take the turns, we’re gonna’ cut the curves

‘Cause I got what you want, you got what I want
No point in moving slow
We’ll run through the fire
Keep climbing higher up

Baby, hold your hands out
Jump from the Hollywood Sign, now
I know that if paper planes can fly, so can you and I...."
Gregory Dwayne
When You Say California Gregory Dwayne is a singer/songwriter/engineer/producer from North Carolina and based in New York. He worked on stage and in the studio with a lot of bands for many years (as Greg Griffith) but in 2021 he released his debut Album "Gregory Dwayne" which includes this nice alt-country rock song.


"I don't have the heart
To listen to your good news
I don't have the strength
To listen to all your opportunities
Cause I don't hear my name
In any of the plans you've made
I don't understand what went wrong

When you say California
It means you're leaving me
When you say California
It means goodbye

I don't want to fear
The places that you're going
I don't want to be
The one that stands in your way
Cause I don't hear my name
In any of the plans you've made
I don't understand what went wrong

When you say California
It means you're leaving me
When you say California
It means that sunsets no regrets

That's what I get for
messing around too long

When you say California
It means you're leaving me
When you say California
It means goodbye

But I don't hear my name
In any of the plans you've made
I don't understand what I did wrong

When you say California
It means you're leaving me
When you say California
It means that sunsets no regrets

That's what I get for
messing around too long

When you say California
It means you're leaving me
When you say California
It means goodbye
Goodbye
When you say California
It means you're leaving me
When you say California
I cry"
Dylan
California Beach I don't know anything about this singer. He's not the famous Bob and he's not the English woman who goes by Dylan either. He'll do better if he changes his name. This song was released on YouTube in October 2022. As far as I know there is no place that's named or even referred to as "California beach." I'm also not sure about the "south west east" line. Maybe it's "I can take a Southwest east in the morning" but it doesn't make much sense either that he would fly out in the morning.


"I should ask you 'bout the sunset on California beach tonight
We should grab an ice cream have a little treat by the sea tonight
I know you love the sunset
I know you love me darling
I can take it south west east in the morning
Some thing's don't change

I let a few days go right by
I was sitting down wondering why
Is this an ice cream high?
I don't want no goodbye

Talk to my friends in the morning confess these things I'm feeling
Talk to my realest people in my circle know that I'm not dreaming

I should ask you 'bout the sunset on California beach tonight
We should grab an ice cream have a little treat by the sea tonight
I know you love the sunset
I know you love me darling
I can take it south west east in the morning
Some thing's don't change

We could have summer sangria in the night time
Talk about deep things over all of my time
I will not back down
I will not stop this time
'Cause I know that it's worth it
If we can we'll make it work and
I trust us to do these things right all night

I should ask you 'bout the sunset on California beach tonight
We should grab an ice cream have a little treat by the sea tonight
I know you love the sunset
I know you love me darling
I can take it south west east in the morning
Some thing's don't change"
Bob Dylan
California Bob Dylan is a Nobel-Prize-winning singer-songwriter from Minnesota who has sung and written a lot of songs since 1961, including this one from 1972. It's a piano/harmonica blues tune that perpetuates the myth that California only has one season of weather, which is not true. California has three seasons - the wet season, the dry season, and fire season.


"I'm goin' down south,
'neath the borderline.
I'm goin' down south,
'neath the borderline.
Some fat momma
Kissed my mouth one time.

Well, I needed it this morning
Without a shadow of doubt.
My suitcase is packed,
My clothes are hangin' out.

San Francisco's fine,
You sure get lots of sun.
San Francisco is fine.
You sure get lots of sun.
But I'm used to four seasons,
California's got but one.

Well, I got my dark sunglasses,
I got for good luck my black tooth.
I got my dark sunglasses,
And for good luck I got my black tooth.
Don't ask me nothin' about nothin',
I just might tell you the truth."
Bob Dylan
San Francisco Bay Blues This is Dylan's version of the 1954 Jessie Fuller song. It's from one the earliest recordings of Dylan - "The Minneapolis Party Tape" recorded in 1961 and released in 2012.
(The lyrics are shown under Jesse Fuller.)

Dzeko (featuring Brynn Elliiott)
California Dzeko is a DJ and producer from Canada. Brynn Eliott is a singer-songwriter from Atlanta, active since 2014. This is an electronic dance track released in 2017. I really like the unusual way she sings "Cal-i-forni-ya."


"Never say never
Well I never thought I'd find someone like you
What could be better than a friend to fall into?

I still remember
Cold nights and lights you walking me home
Hands in your sweater
You said you'd never let me go

But I got lost in California
Trying to find my way back to ya
I chased the sunset through the hills
Back to that spot we used to chill
My heart will always be here for ya
But I got lost in California

I chased the sunset through the hills
Back to that spot we used to chill
My heart will always be here for ya
But I got lost in California

Never say never
Well I never thought I'd wonder where you are
When you said forever
Never thought you meant to part

It's already September
And I spent all summer long missing you
Still wearing your sweater
The only piece that's left of you

But I got lost in California
Trying to find my way back to ya
I chase the sunset through the hills
Back to that spot we used to chill
My heart will always be here for ya
But I got lost in California
But I got lost in California

I chased the sunset through the hills
Back to that spot we used to chill
My heart will always be here for ya
But I got lost in California"
E
E-40 (featuring Dam-Funk & Ariel Pink)
California E-40 is an American rapper from Vallejo who has been recording since 1986. This jazzy hip-hop song, featuring Dam-Funk & Ariel Pink, is from the compilation album "Welcome to Los Santos" released in 2015 by hip-hop producers The Alchemist and Oh No.


[E-40]
"Throwin’ up the upside down M (the upside down M)
E-40, the W, like the hotel
West Coast! Y’all picked the right person to bring this s**t to life
California
I’mma speak some real s**t
This how that s**t go down
I’m the soul narrator

It’s zany on these dumping grounds
Don’t be slippin’ with your pants down
They got some big s**t hundred rounds
That’ll knock you out your shoes and spin your neck around
Crooked cops, crooked dice, crooked streets
Dark guns, dark alleys, dark reefs
Don’t get fooled by the palm trees and the beach
They wake your ass up, put the pistol to your teeth
Where the safe at? Where the shoe box? Where your duffel, padna?
Lost souls, they don’t believe in karma
The fast lane, fast cars, fast cash
Bad b**ches, big t**ties, big ass (who out here?)
Celebrities and socialites
Pimps, gangstas, and hustlas under the streetlights
They’ll run up on ya, make sure you with some real ones
When you come in California

[Ariel Pink]
Even when it’s flying high
Watching the weather
Up above, the city skies
And gettin’ it together
California, California

[E-40]
Cali, the land of opportunity
San Quintin and Silicone Valley
Where they learn to play the corner
Where they play with drumsticks that’ll go through body armour
In the Pacific to be specific (what they like to do?)
Where they’ll follow you on the freeway
Catch you gettin’ off an exit when you least expect it
Unexpected, in the middle of the daylight where the traffic hectic
Bold, cold, these judges ain’t plannin’ on gettin’ old, old
Got hit now he layin’ up in the road, road
His mama outside up in her robe, robe (her robe?)
(Where you from?) West Coast!
You sick out this b**ch, as I squash like this
The fog and the mist (West Coast!)
I yell that s**t out, that’s all that I know, that’s how that s**t go

[Ariel Pink]
Even when it’s flying high
Watching the weather
Up above and try hard to
Get it together
California, California

Up above the sunny skies in California
And soon they'll be flying high in California
In California"
E-40 (featuring Keak da Sneak)
Tell Me When to Go E-40 is a rapper from Vallejo, Keak Da Sneak is a rapper from Oakland, active since 1992 who is credited with coining the term "hyphy." This song is from the album "My Ghetto Report Card" released in 2006.


"Tell me when to go ... [4 times]
dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
Tell me when to go ... [4 times]
dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb

Jesus Christ had dreads, o shake 'em
I ain't got none, but I'm planning on growing some
Imagine all the Hebrews going dumb
Dancing on top of chariots and turning tight ones
Ooh, tell me when to go
Talking on my ghettro on the way to the sto'
My 2nd or 3rd trip
Some Henny, some Swishers, and some Listerine Strips
Dr. Greenthumb lift, just to ease my thoughts

Not just the cops, but the homies you got to watch
The moon is full, look at the dark clouds
Sitting in my scraper
Watching Oakland gone wild, Ta-dow!
I don't bump mainstream, I knock underground
All that other s**t, sugar-coated and watered down
I'm from the Bay where we hyphy and go dumb
From the soil where them rappers be getting they lingo from

Tell me when to go ... [4 times]
dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
Tell me when to go ... [4 times]
dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb

I'm off that 18 purple juice
Like a man
Labeled the Black Zeus

King of the super dooper hyphy (hyphy, hyphy, hyphy, hyphy)
And your wife, she don't like me (like me, like me, like me, like me)
From the Bay to the A
Put me in the back wood, Swisher sweet bud, orange lace (Let's go, it's dope)
B***hes wish I wrote, I said they couldn't be saved by John the Pope (John the Pope)
I slid past on the gas, b***hes looking at me
It's good, it's good like the granddaddy
Cross game, you get flipped like a burger patty
Or zig-zagged... pass me a big old fatty
I drink white, with a snow bunny
Talking big s**t in the scraper, going hella dummy
1800, Jose Cuervo
Yadada mean, yadada I'm saying though...."
The Eagles
Hollywood Waltz The Eagles are a rock band formed in Los Angeles in 1971 by four musicians from other states. They were one of the most successful bands of the 1970s. This is from the band's first big hit album "One of These Nights" released in 1975.


"Springtime, and the acacias are blooming
Southern California will see one more day
Dreamland, and business is booming
The birds are a singing as I drift away

She looks another year older
From too many lovers who used her and ran
But some nights, oh, she looks like an angel
And she's always willing to hold you again

So give her this dance
She can't be forsaken
Learn how to love her with all of her faults

She gave more than she's taken
And I'll go down doing the Hollywood Waltz

Springtime and the lady is grieving
The lovers just stand there with nothing to say
They got what they wanted
They're packing and leaving
To look for another to love the same way

So give her this dance
She can't be forsaken
Learn how to love her
With all of her faults
She gave more than she's taken
And I'll go down doing the Hollywood Waltz
The Hollywood Waltz
The Hollywood Waltz
The Hollywood Waltz
The Hollywood Waltz"
The Eagles
Hotel California This song is from the album of the same name, released in 1976. It's the third best selling album of all time after Michael Jackson's "Thriller" and the Eagles greatest hit album. People don't buy many albums anymore so these records will probably ever be beaten. The song also won the Grammy award for record of the year. 

The Hotel California could be anywhere in the world, but the album cover shows the Beverly Hills Hotel on the front with the lobby of the Lido Hotel in Hollywood on the back, so I think it's fair to say that it's in southern California.

(There's a long list of cover verions of the song below.)


""On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself
"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell"
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor
I thought I heard them say

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (Any time of year)
You can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the Captain
"Please bring me my wine."
He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine."
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling
The pink champagne on ice
And she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device"
And in the master's chambers
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives
But they just can't kill the beast

Last thing I remember
I was running for the door
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
"Relax," said the night man
"We are programmed to receive
You can check-out any time you like
But you can never leave!""
Various Artists
Selected Covers Versions of Hotel California
(originally by The Eagles)
A list at secondhandsongs.com includes more than 225 cover versions of the Eagles' "Hotel California" (shown directly above.) These are just a few of them, including some very strange interpretations.


A3 (Alabama 3) - a 2000 dark electro-country-dance version

Avocuddle - a slow sad lofi chill hop version

Farhad Besharati - an Arabic instrumental version with a few English vocals

Bob Marley & The Wailers - a 2001 reggae version

Juan Carlos Cano - a 2020 acoustic version by a hard rock singer from Mexico who lives in Poland

The Cat and Owl - a 2017 children's lullaby version that might just put you to sleep

The Cat Empire
- a jazz version with accordion and French lyrics called L'Hotel de Californie

Chiptune Punks - a 2020 instrumental 8-Bit computer game version

DJ Dingdong - a dance remix

DJ Saimon - a 2020 dance remix

Exilio - a 2009 tango version with accordion and female vocals

Farewell Angelina - a 2020 country version by a female trio

Gipsy Kings - a 1988 flamenco version with Spanish lyrics

The Grassmasters - a 2006 instrumental bluegrass version

Hi I'm Neil - a weird 2020 vocorder electronic version

J. John Jackson - a Christmas parody version about the birth of Jesus called "Hotel Can't Afford Ya"

Jam on the Mutha (aka The Orb) - a 1990 dance mix

Cledus T. Judd - a country music parody called "Motel Californie"

LGJP Leo Giannetto's Jazz Project - a 2011 smooth jazz version

Cynthia Lin - a solo version sung and played on a ukulele

Lydia Lunch & Cypress Grove - a 2015 version that sounds like it's from a horror movie

Minus 8 (featuring Billie) - a 2015 Afro Tropical mix

MonaLisa - a 2009 duet by Austrian twin sisters

The Moog Cookbook - a very bizarre 1997 instrumental version on synthesizers

Frank Ocean - a 2011 version that uses the music but different lyrics called "American Wedding"

Pickin' On Series - a very upbreat 2008 bluegrass instrumental with lots of banjo

Pink Turtle - a 2008 swing version with the guitar solo played on a flute and horns

Michael Piranha - a 2012 parody version about Hawaii called Hotel Honolulu

Roma Symphony Orchestra - a 2021 instrumental from an elevator in the Hotel California

Royal Harmonic Orchestra - a 2009 orchestral instrumental version with electric guitars

Rhythms Del Mundo with The Killers - a 2009 version in the Cuban style

TQ - a very good 2012 R&B version

Tupac Shakur - a rap version that samples the original with new lyrics

Nancy Sinatra - a 2002 long slow moody version

Ska Daddyz - a 1998 ska version

Steel Drum Island - a 2020 instrumental version with the guitar solo played on a steel drum

Super Guitar Duo (Featuring Hiroki Miyano) - a 1983 classical guitar duo instrumental

Tangerine Dream - a 2012 dreamy electronic version

Uriel and His Instrumental Piano - a 2018 instrumental version on piano

Vama Veche - a Romanian version called Hotel Cismigiu

Vitamin String Quartet - a 2003 string quartet version. Tthey do a whole album of Eagles songs

West Coast All Stars - a 1997 acapella version with the guitar solo played on human mouths

Yao Si Ting - an acoustic version by a Chinese singer
The Eagles
King of Hollywood This is a California song in the title only, but the lyrics describe a man who works in the entertainment industry that is synonymous with the California city and its "casting couch" and sexual harassment of aspiring actors. The song is from the album "The Long Run" released in 1979.


"Well, he sits up there on his leatherette
Looks through pictures of the ones that he hasn't had yet
When he thinks he wants a closer look,
he gets out his little black telephone book
(He's calling, calling, calling
He's calling, calling, calling
He's calling ,calling, calling
He's calling)

"Come sit down here beside me, honey.
Let's have a little heart to heart.
Now look at me and tell me, darlin',
how badly do you want this part?
Are you willing to sacrifice?
And are you willing to be real nice?
All your talent and my good taste,
I'd hate to see it go to waste."

"We gon' get you an apartment, honey.
We gon' get you a car.
(spoken) Yeah, we're gonna take care of you, darlin'.
We gon' make you a movie star.
For years I've seen 'em come and go."
He says, "I've had 'em all, 'ya know.
I handled everything in my own way.
I made 'em what they are today."

After 'while nothin' was pretty.
After 'while everything got lost.
Still, his Jacuzzi runneth over.
Still he just couldn't get off.
He's just another power junky.
Just another silk scarf monkey.
You'd know it if you saw his stuff.
The man just isn't big enough."
The Eagles
The Last Resort This is from the album "Hotel California" released in 1976. It was written by Glenn Frey and Don Henley. Henley talked about the song in a 1978 interview with Rolling Stone: "The gist of the song was that when we find something good, we destroy it