smokey room and a thin blue light
her arms were pale as white
trying to outlast the night
howlin' at the moon
living in the canyon then
hangdown hanna and whiskey jim
dirty jeans and mudslide hymns
that all began with soon
so adios to california
nothing to do but turn around
always thought there's someone comin' for ya
only way you'd leave this town
pasadena in the rain
eatin' donuts and readin' twain
how much longer can my brain
set itself on fire?
you said that's it for me"