Written by billy burnette.
Seems like this is gonna be one of those days
I feel if as i reach the door
The sun is covered by that same
Old man-made haze
California lives no more
I can’t believe it’s just been twenty years ago
A lot of people got surprised
Over-crowded cities, not a problem anymore
The end is near, we realize
So help! we need somebody not some artificial mind
We’ve come across so many things
We thought we’d never find
Haley’s comet’s gone
We’re barely holding on
Jesus come on back and take us all home