Woke up with my head in a spiral
Good day L.A, when did I go viral
Drove my Chevy to the desert
But the desert was dry, dry, dry
I saw tourists in an empty pool trying to touch the valley sky
They had barbecued beer, chicken and gin
Bangers and mash and brownies of hash
We burned out there, we're burnin' out here
Marijuana crack-steam reeking of sour beer
I got sleeved by a sleeved Marine
Talkin' bout how he knows a guy from Queens
Who plays a guitar real mean
And how a beautiful heiress owns this whole damn scene
Locals only, spittin' in the wind
Sandy britches 'cause the city's moved in
I'm off the grid, back on the booze
My hi-desert rental I'm bound to lose
Stargazing, and day-drinking leaves me no time for that
I just ate a mushroom that once was a yoga mat
So Bye Bye Salvation Mountain High
Drove my chevy to the desert but the desert was dry
Them good ol' boys were standing out on the road crying c'mon boys, just one more show
They were standing at the edge of the road, singin' c'mon boys just one more show
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Woke up with my head in a spiral
Good day L.A, when did I go viral
Drove my Chevy to the desert
But the desert was dry, dry, dry
I saw tourists in an empty pool trying to touch the valley sky
They had barbecued beer, chicken and gin
Bangers and mash and brownies of hash
We burned out there, we're burnin' out here
Marijuana crack-steam reeking of sour beer
I got sleeved by a sleeved Marine
Talkin' bout how he knows a guy from Queens
Who plays a guitar real mean
And how a beautiful heiress owns this whole damn scene
Locals only, spittin' in the wind
Sandy britches 'cause the city's moved in
I'm off the grid, back on the booze
My hi-desert rental I'm bound to lose
Stargazing, and day-drinking leaves me no time for that
I just ate a mushroom that once was a yoga mat
So Bye Bye Salvation Mountain High
Drove my chevy to the desert but the desert was dry
Them good ol' boys were standing out on the road crying c'mon boys, just one more show
They were standing at the edge of the road, singin' c'mon boys just one more show
Good day L.A, when did I go viral
Drove my Chevy to the desert
But the desert was dry, dry, dry
I saw tourists in an empty pool trying to touch the valley sky
They had barbecued beer, chicken and gin
Bangers and mash and brownies of hash
We burned out there, we're burnin' out here
Marijuana crack-steam reeking of sour beer
I got sleeved by a sleeved Marine
Talkin' bout how he knows a guy from Queens
Who plays a guitar real mean
And how a beautiful heiress owns this whole damn scene
Locals only, spittin' in the wind
Sandy britches 'cause the city's moved in
I'm off the grid, back on the booze
My hi-desert rental I'm bound to lose
Stargazing, and day-drinking leaves me no time for that
I just ate a mushroom that once was a yoga mat
So Bye Bye Salvation Mountain High
Drove my chevy to the desert but the desert was dry
Them good ol' boys were standing out on the road crying c'mon boys, just one more show
They were standing at the edge of the road, singin' c'mon boys just one more show
Writer: Greg Saenz
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