You've got peace, heart, and dreams of the way things could be
But that'll never do it for me
'Cuz you don't understand
You've got joy, soul, and visions of a future with me
And if you think that does it for me
Then you don't understand
The people on the street look like submarines
Sinkin', slinkin' away
I tried to teach people what the good life means
Before I learned what a mistake I made
But that's the way we do it in California
Why'd you think we call it the Golden State?
You've got peace, heart, and dreams of the way things could be
But that'll never do it for me
'Cuz you don't understand
You've got joy, soul, and visions of a future with me
And if you think that does it for me
Then you don't understand
Let's put on a little Beyonce
Everybody likes Beyonce
Me, I'm kinda like Beyonce
Why couldn't you be a little Beyonce
You're barely makin' it halfway to Kanye
I'm Louis Vuitton, you're so Target
Here lies Shorty, 78
Rose up to the middle and there he stayed
For fifty years, now he's at the gate
Now he wants her back, but it's much too late
Remembered by a fish and a cat
How could it all just end like that
It wasn't meant to be this way
But he let love get away
Peace, heart, ain't enough
What I need, don't grow on trees
Joy, soul, leavin' me cold
This kind of change, it doesn't spend the same
But that'll never do it for me
'Cuz you don't understand
You've got joy, soul, and visions of a future with me
And if you think that does it for me
Then you don't understand
The people on the street look like submarines
Sinkin', slinkin' away
I tried to teach people what the good life means
Before I learned what a mistake I made
But that's the way we do it in California
Why'd you think we call it the Golden State?
You've got peace, heart, and dreams of the way things could be
But that'll never do it for me
'Cuz you don't understand
You've got joy, soul, and visions of a future with me
And if you think that does it for me
Then you don't understand
Let's put on a little Beyonce
Everybody likes Beyonce
Me, I'm kinda like Beyonce
Why couldn't you be a little Beyonce
You're barely makin' it halfway to Kanye
I'm Louis Vuitton, you're so Target
Here lies Shorty, 78
Rose up to the middle and there he stayed
For fifty years, now he's at the gate
Now he wants her back, but it's much too late
Remembered by a fish and a cat
How could it all just end like that
It wasn't meant to be this way
But he let love get away
Peace, heart, ain't enough
What I need, don't grow on trees
Joy, soul, leavin' me cold
This kind of change, it doesn't spend the same