Lawrence of California

Lawrence of California
Get out of the van and disappear
Hello, teeth flash yellow
Over your shoulder as the dusty walls move in
And nothing is near
Get out of the van and disappear
Every seed is a weapon here
And soon I’ll be the king
I will be the king
Yeah, I will be the king
Lawrence of California
Take the bottom of the sea
And turn it ninety-five degrees
Shady groves and ancient tip-toe
Stubborn silence grows
Flat on your back in the dark
Red thorns burst through fossil bark
To clutch and to cling
But soon I’ll be the king
I will be the king
Yeah, I will be the king
Lawrence of California (Hey, woo-woo, ha-haha)
Barbs and burs to clutch and cling
And soon I’ll be the king
Spreading over everything
A million at a time
Draw a line and see
How much good that will do for ye
How much good
Soon I’ll be their king
Oh, I will be the king
I will be the king
Lawrence of California (Hey)
I will be the king
I will be the king
Lawrence of California (Hey, hey, ow)