Go to California - Rob Zombie

Blonde haired baby standing by the road

A pistol in her hand and talking on the phone

Said go to California (Go to California)

Go to California (Go to California)

Sidewalk gazing, diamonds in the sky

Silent movie Gods are flashing in your eyes

Said go to California (Go to California)

Go to California (Go to California)

Get up, get out

Get inside the outside

Get up, get out, get in

Get up, get out

Get inside the outside

Get up, get out, get in

Lon Chaney calling, spelling out your name

Where everybody’s different but they’re all the same

Yeah, go to California (Go to California)

Go to California (Go to California)

You are perfect you, are insane, yeah

We love to watch you break from the pain, yeah

Said go to California (Go to California)

Go to California (Go to California)

Get up, get out

Get inside the outside

Get up, get out, get in

Get up, get out

Get inside the outside

Get up, get out, get in

Bump and grind

Bump and grind

Bump and grind

Away

Bump and grind

Bump and grind

Bump and grind

Away

Hit the lights and strip down on the floor

Everybody hates you, but they want some more

Yeah, go to California (Go to California)

Go to California (Go to California)

Get up, get out

Get inside the outside

Get up, get out, get in

Get up, get out

Get inside the outside

Get up, get out, get in

(Bridge)

Bump and grind

Bump and grind

Bump and grind

Away

Bump and grind

Bump and grind

Bump and grind

Away

(Outro)

Go to California