Brad logan de Rancid

California sun has sunk
behind the anaheim hills, here comes the night
i was high on junk
and the warm winds of santa anna feel all right
Will every crimmin' hood make a bargain with the world
seats are successive when you're shot to the curb
i spend my day in blindness, at night i get my vision
dodgy, cause there are no one indecision
cause it's wild, when it's wild wild wild wild
(california sun has )
i get destructive outside obedience
i am no longer respected in this new transition
i put into effect, my long time standard
disastrous living, disastrous living
(cause it's )
(california sun has )
(cause it's )
(california sun has )
(california sun has )
all right