Besedila: Yellowcard. Rock Star Land.

Christmas break of '98, just flipped me upside-down
One coast out to the other, following the sound
Headed west, to get the best of what we all knew then
One ocean to another, waves come crashing down
Carrying just me, Aunt Stephanie, she held my hand
Told me, why I was
Blazing down that highway on my way to Rock Star Land

California, a place they say glistens gold
I wanna go there and never come back home, yeah

Staring up at freeway signs, in dreams that make me sad
One coast out to the other
One ocean to another
We cruised out to the other side

Loved us in Nebraska
How they cheered us in Mattane
Told me why, I was
Blazing down that highway on my way to Rock Star Land

California, a place they say glistens gold
I wanna go there and never come back home

California, a place they say glistens gold
I wanna go there and never come back home