Song Length |
4:11 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock, Rock - Easy Listening |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Cool, Affable |
Subject |
State, Life |
Similar Artists |
Jack Johnson, Bruce Cockburn |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
I heard the tales when I lived back East
Folks in California are all hippies and freaks.
Spend their days at Disneyland
They're high as a kite in the promised land.
California Grey...
Okay so, do you think it's true?
Everyone in California calls each other Dude.
Like, totally zen but prone to road rage
Makin all your calls on the drive to Monterrey
All the girls there blonde, tan and toned
Silicone and Ray Ban shades
See all the hipsters on the promenade
California grey...
California grey...
Two hours late but no one's counting
Like, California time is so astounding.
In-n-Out burgers and Trader Joes
Living at the beach, sand between your toes
All the girls there blonde, tan and toned
Silicone and Ray Ban shades
See all the hipsters on the promenade
Chorus
California grey...
Never thought the sky would look this way
California grey...
Monotone colors of a twilight highway.
It's January and raining, pack away your flipflops; California grey.
Things aren't always what they seem
And what you've heard isn't always true
Sun doesn't always shine in California
The skies aren't always blue.
California grey...
Never thought the sky would look this way
California grey...
Monotone colors of a twilight highway.
It's January and raining ; California grey.