A gold rush ain't a gold rush if there's almost nothing left.
Oh, California, what have I missed here?
Oh, California, where have you gone?
Oh, California, what have I missed here?
Oh, California, where have you gone?
Well, I'd rather pretend I'm on house arrest than speak to anyone
Quick to defend an arsonist when the damage has all been done
Burn me down
Hop the rails to the next town
In the morning, I'll find God in Santa Barbara
Let it go
Let my true intentions show
Let my lungs burn as I scream from the harbor for a boat
To take me to where it's going
To help me to stay afloat
Oh, oh
...
I think about you quietly or about the lock upon the door
Soon I'm breathing comfortably, I won't stay here anymore
Burn me down
Find a home on hallowed ground
Pretty soon I'll leave this town like the rest
Let it go
Let my true intentions show
Let me scream and yell and soon find happiness
'Cuz a gold rush ain't a gold rush if there's almost nothing left.
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