Well one reason why nobody would have responded is because the lyrics as of now are badly mangled into incomprehensible nonsense.
I think of her in the sunken blue
I think of her
Living in a plasticene-coloured dream
Plasticene is normally coloured in bright colours designed to appeal to young children. His thoughts of her aren't realistic. She's a fantasy or a mermaid.
Fire me up, acetylene
She's the rust in my gun
Sweep me up, I'm done
He's working in an automotive shop but he's thinking about how it's been a long time since he last saw her and he hasn't made love to anyone else in the intervening time. F
Peace, Love, Hang ten California dreaming of a >perfect wave
Floating downstream, unconscious, waiting for a girl on >a train
His mind is still glazed over with nostalgic associations as he waits for her to arrive. He's just marking time until he sees her again.
The train of thought falling off the track
Radios and Cadillacs
Satellite in the sky
Kiss me first before i die
He's still distracted in the automotive shop, his mood elevated by the thought of seeing her again.
Peace, Love, Hang ten California dreaming of a >perfect wave
Son now take care, don't they warn ya, man there's >gonna come a rave
California waiting for a girl on a train
Underneath his relaxed bliss at knowing she'll soon be there, there's pent up sexual frustration.
California wearing yourself thin
California wearing yourself thin
California waiting for a girl on a train
Well one reason why nobody would have responded is because the lyrics as of now are badly mangled into incomprehensible nonsense.
Plasticene is normally coloured in bright colours designed to appeal to young children. His thoughts of her aren't realistic. She's a fantasy or a mermaid.
He's working in an automotive shop but he's thinking about how it's been a long time since he last saw her and he hasn't made love to anyone else in the intervening time. F
His mind is still glazed over with nostalgic associations as he waits for her to arrive. He's just marking time until he sees her again.
He's still distracted in the automotive shop, his mood elevated by the thought of seeing her again.
Underneath his relaxed bliss at knowing she'll soon be there, there's pent up sexual frustration.
The waiting is getting on his nerves