"The Californian" as written by and J Waite....
Falling down again, this feeling that you know so well--
a child scraping up his knees…
Who’s kissing the cuts and chasing behind you?

Leo says that, “there’s no victims, only volunteers.”
I think that I believe that if there’s a crime,
there must be a crime scene.

Sorry that we peaked in my California teething.

Word on the street: the deal had been queered for quite sometime.
Small print too small to read--
“Take the tourniquet off and an artery will breathe"
the East-side summer air, thick with smog and chaparral,
hangs waiting for a breeze.
Autumn, my friend, I hope that you’ve missed me.

Whoa-ah-oh...that’s what they say…

Lyrics submitted by x_melancholy_x

The Californian song meanings
Add your thoughts


sort form View by:

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top