[00:00.000] 作曲 : Ciara Mary-Alice Thompson
[00:05.739]A new game scrapping my life
[00:08.666]It was you out back with a butter knife
[00:11.473]Who took my parts, buried them with the dog
[00:17.828]Not great, but what did I think
[00:20.389]That a bouncy castle Catholic could give to me
[00:24.258]But a little wine and God?
[00:28.002]So I′m working on a wreckage
[00:31.679]With nothing there to salvage
[00:34.635]Oh, I'm just taking photos
[00:37.566]For my book about the damage and
[00:40.529]Some have called me cheap
[00:43.221]But it′s not that ****ing deep
[00:45.842]Like, what's left for me but poetry
[00:49.241]And getting really old?
[00:52.270]I'm heading to California
[00:55.560]Don′t say I didn′t warn you
[00:58.152]I'm milking what I can from this grief (grief, grief, grief, grief)
[01:04.100]I′m heading to California
[01:07.071]Don't say I didn′t warn you
[01:09.820]I'm writing for the peace you wouldn′t leave
[01:15.878]A cold call to get me out
[01:18.945]Of your big boys' starving artist's house
[01:21.933]But you drove me there and opened up the doors
[01:28.238]Now I trade in English, dear
[01:30.619]My nanny′s, nanny′s, nanny's fears
[01:33.601]Are living here along with all of yours, oh, yeah
[01:39.836]Whinging like a woman is
[01:42.492]Hedging on what′s coming
[01:44.872]'Cause everybody likes me
[01:47.615]When my pain is in a sonnet
[01:50.568]And you have call me cheap
[01:53.357]But you did this shit to me
[01:56.095]Made me brilliant, you ****ed me up
[01:59.640]And I′m reaping what you've sown
[02:02.554]I′m heading to California
[02:05.505]Don't say I didn't warn you
[02:08.271]I′m milking what I can from this grief (grief, grief, grief, grief)
[02:13.812]I′m heading to California
[02:17.224]Don't say I didn′t warn you
[02:19.965]I'm writing for the peace you wouldn′t leave
[02:25.275]I'm heading to California
[02:28.794]Don′t say I didn't warn you
[02:31.667]I'm finishing the hat like we agreed
[02:36.501]We′re heading to California
[02:40.565]I wonder, is it torture
[02:43.377]Harvesting all this misery?
[02:50.844]California, oh, whoa
[02:56.173]California, oh, whoa
[03:01.931]California, oh, whoa (I′m writing up a book about us)
[03:07.971]California, oh, whoa (they're gonna make a movie of it)
[03:13.617]California, oh, whoa (they′re gonna cast Jake Gyllenhaal)
[03:19.642]California, oh, whoa (and I'm Kristen Schaal)
[03:25.770]California, oh, whoa (they′re gonna do it with a Coen brother)
[03:31.585]California, oh, whoa (set it in Wicklow with your mother)
[03:37.220]California, oh, whoa (oh, no, it won a Razzie)
[03:42.890]California, oh (it's all for nothing, should′ve just tried being happy)

作曲 : Ciara Mary-Alice Thompson
A new game scrapping my life
It was you out back with a butter knife
Who took my parts, buried them with the dog
Not great, but what did I think
That a bouncy castle Catholic could give to me
But a little wine and God?
So I′m working on a wreckage
With nothing there to salvage
Oh, I'm just taking photos
For my book about the damage and
Some have called me cheap
But it′s not that ****ing deep
Like, what's left for me but poetry
And getting really old?
I'm heading to California
Don′t say I didn′t warn you
I'm milking what I can from this grief (grief, grief, grief, grief)
I′m heading to California
Don't say I didn′t warn you
I'm writing for the peace you wouldn′t leave
A cold call to get me out
Of your big boys' starving artist's house
But you drove me there and opened up the doors
Now I trade in English, dear
My nanny′s, nanny′s, nanny's fears
Are living here along with all of yours, oh, yeah
Whinging like a woman is
Hedging on what′s coming
'Cause everybody likes me
When my pain is in a sonnet
And you have call me cheap
But you did this shit to me
Made me brilliant, you ****ed me up
And I′m reaping what you've sown
I′m heading to California
Don't say I didn't warn you
I′m milking what I can from this grief (grief, grief, grief, grief)
I′m heading to California
Don't say I didn′t warn you
I'm writing for the peace you wouldn′t leave
I'm heading to California
Don′t say I didn't warn you
I'm finishing the hat like we agreed
We′re heading to California
I wonder, is it torture
Harvesting all this misery?
California, oh, whoa
California, oh, whoa
California, oh, whoa (I′m writing up a book about us)
California, oh, whoa (they're gonna make a movie of it)
California, oh, whoa (they′re gonna cast Jake Gyllenhaal)
California, oh, whoa (and I'm Kristen Schaal)
California, oh, whoa (they′re gonna do it with a Coen brother)
California, oh, whoa (set it in Wicklow with your mother)
California, oh, whoa (oh, no, it won a Razzie)
California, oh (it's all for nothing, should′ve just tried being happy)