I take my time
To walk a straight and narrow line
My mind's a haze
And I am stuck in just one place
No, I can barely move
No, I can't get away
Well, my vanilla shoes
They won't let me escape
Woah oh, woah oh, woah oh-oh
Well, out in California
They sell color TV
No, but they don't want you
They're what you really see
Well, it's far from normal
'Cause normal, is just black and white
It's something that they hide away
But California, I'm okay
So I told my mind
To be a little less colorblind
'Cause my brain's been bleached
By a digital society
No, I can barely think
It's so subliminal
I thought my brain was pink
How unoriginal
Woah oh, woah oh, woah oh-oh
Well out in California
They sell color TV
No, but they don't want you
They're what you really see
Well, it's far from normal
'Cause normal, is just black and white
It's something that they hide away
But California, I'm okay
Well, la-da-da-da, da-da-da
La-da-da-da, da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da, da-da-da
La-da-da-da, da-da-da-da
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La-da-da-da, da-da-da
La-da-da-da, da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da, da-da-da
La-da-da-da, da-da-da-da
