Lyrics

Slipped off into the slipstream She's looking for the summer dream Came down from the mountain To find another machine Running down all the byways Listen to all that she says Couldn't see very far To find out all that you are My California queen Fully air-reconditioned Self-made man-machine With a homemade hydroponic Wait to find out what it means My California queen Standing in front of the rainbow Could you tell me where do all the people go? Rising from the mystic haze Standing in front of all creation With all their mystic ways They seem to control the days Somebody got to get behind it To find out what it means My California queen Oh, tell me what it means My California queen Standing in front of the rainbow Could you tell me where do all the people go? Rising from the mystic haze Standing in front of all creation Sight!
Writer(s): Andrew James Stockdale Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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