Been trackin' my journey, along The Mississippi Delta line
Booze, drugs or just bad luck, has put my life into decline
Broken family, abusive mother, stepfather would only groan
When bashed for not eatin' my mash, I fled into the unknown
Hitched my finger out, along the famous route 66 to LA
Cruisin' with girls, hair all messed up, in a pickup Chevrolet
A door just shut within my mind, bang, bang
California sounds, like the place to hang
You can still go surfin' all year long
Locals tell me, it's where we all belong
Handsome dudes, gob smackin' tanned gals
Fitness freak junkies, boulevard buskers high on morals
Never stay about for a brutal end to the day
Make the ones hurtin' you, instead of naturing, pay
Wave the middle finger, as you slam the front door shut
You’re here in life by yourself, like an island, unspoiled and untouched
Be the one, seek the sun, your life has truly just begun
But, in the end, just remember there's no full ticket refund.
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