Way Out West

Oh, I think I'm going to California

Visions of skin covered in roses

I'm so happy I got blond

Watch the sun till it's black

Well, take your friends made of paper

Hold them over a match

I'm letting the good times roll

I'm down in the rabbit hole

I've got a Mexican radio

Me and my rubber soul

It's just my 19th nervous breakdown

Some girls in rehabilitation

Well, its just like a movie

Oh, as a matter of fact

I'm gonna get me an army

Dress all your men up in black

I'm letting the good times roll

I'm down in the rabbit hole

I've got a Mexican radio

Me and my rubber soul

I'm letting the good times roll

I'm down in the rabbit hole

I've got a Mexican radio

Me and my rubber soul

I'm letting the good times roll

I'm down in the rabbit hole

I've got a Mexican radio

Me and my rubber soul

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