Who am I to say what is wrong with the world today?
I spend my days in a California day dream
Stepping on toes just to get you a tiny bit higher
Just want to be famous cos that is your only desire
Take a look around
You're all the same
You are the clowns
That play the games
The puppet master has the final say
California fade away
Spend so much time
Tryin to seem perfect
Your boring lies still don't feel worth it
You sit there crying all night long
While there's children dying, who's worse off?
Who's worse off?
Take a look around
You're all the same
You are the clowns
Who play the games
The puppet master is the final say
California fade away