California

Airport, terminal
but for all the gold to leave
it's the blues, the blues
check out guaranteed
come the night and sound the hour
and I die
between apathy and heaviness
where I dwell
change perspective,
take the exit
and send myself to America
sex appeal, it's Sunset
it's Marlboro smiling at me
my love, my self,
I know it exists
the warmth of abandonment
it's like a symphony

the sky of California is sexy
under my skin I have L.A. in overdose
so sexy the spleen of a road movie
in the rearview my life anamorphoses

I have no more I.D., but the idea
of paying myself the freeway
it's osmosis, on the road
asphalt under my feet
come the night,
it's the jet lag that shifts me
L.A.P.D. gives me a blame
it's not the drama
take a trip,
treat yourself to a strip
under the sun at high noon
six a.m., I'm offset
I'm the ice in the water,
I'm melancholy, say
my love my Wesson
my artifice
the warmth of the gun
it's like a symphony

california sky is sexy
under my skin I have L.A. in overdose
so sexy the spleen of a road movie
in the rearview my life anamorphoses