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