Take Me Home to California ft. Paula Carregosa & Punk Rock Factory Lyrics

Im feeling this, in my 30's

All the small things are feeling dirty

I take my pants off, and my jacket

No more first dates… I couldn't hack it!

I had an enema for birthday

Took it like a man, put on my game face

I spent some time with angels and airwaves

Hung out with aliens… ALWAYS!

School runs

That's not where I wanna be

Soccer moms

They're not who I wanna see

My friend Gary

Ended up with dysentery

If this is growing up

Then please don't leave me

Where are you?

Please take me home to California

Fate fell short

This time I'm back in California

feeling cynical

Im not feelings this

Getting older hurts when you take a piss

Where are you?

Please take me home to California

Saw my favourite band at the rock show

They made a come back but now they're too old

I kept my pants on, and my jacket

I didn't shit them… it felt fantastic!

I had my balls checked, over Christmas

Happy holidays… I fucking miss them!!

I had a transplant from a donor

I've ended up with a tiny…

Argh DAMMIT!

Nobody like you when you're 33

We stay together or she'll take the kids from me

My friend Adam he caught Garys dysentery

Guess this is growing up?

Someone please save me

Where are you?

Please take me home to California

Fate fell short

This time I'm back in California

feeling cynical

Im not feelings this

Getting older hurts when you take a piss

Where are you?

Please take me home to California

Where are you?

Please take me home to California

Fate fell short

This time I'm back in California

feeling cynical

Im not feelings this

Getting older hurts when you take a shit

Where are you?

Please take me home to California

Please take me home to California

Just take me home to California